Top 300 Cornelia Funke Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Let’s run away to Venice, and hide out in an old movie theater. We can dye our hair blonde, so no one will ever find us!”

— Cornelia Funke

52. “Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips.”

— Cornelia Funke

53. “Children are caterpillars and adults are butterflies. No butterfly ever remembers what it felt like being a caterpillar.”

— Cornelia Funke

54. “Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else.”

— Cornelia Funke

55. “You know what they say: When people start burning books they’ll soon burn human beings.”

— Cornelia Funke

56. “It seems only yesterday I used to believe There was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I would shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed. Billy Collins, “On Turning Ten” A.”

— Cornelia Funke

57. “Life was more difficult in Inkheart, yet it seemed to Meggie that with every new day Fenoglio’s story was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider’s web and enchantingly beautiful...”

— Cornelia Funke

58. “The night swallowed him up like a thieving fox.”

— Cornelia Funke

59. “Liebe ist eben genauso ungerecht verteilt auf dieser Welt wie Regen. Die einen kriegen entschieden zu viel davon ab und die anderen zu wenig.” – Frieda.”

— Cornelia Funke

60. “He wants to be grown-up. How different dreams can be! Nature will soon grant your wish.”

— Cornelia Funke

61. “Beauty and fear make uneasy companions.”

— Cornelia Funke

62. “Her curiosity was too much for her. She felt almost as if she could hear the books whispering on the other side of the half-open door. They were promising her a thousand unknown stories, a thousand doors into worlds she had never seen before.”

— Cornelia Funke

63. “You soon get tired of what’s extraordinary, dragon rider. It’s often the most ordinary things that bring great happiness.”

— Cornelia Funke

64. “The best lies stay close to the truth.”

— Cornelia Funke

65. “In our choices lie our fate.”

— Cornelia Funke

66. “The written word is a powerful thing, you have to be careful with it. – Silvertongue.”

— Cornelia Funke

67. “Only in books could you find pity, comfort, happiness – and love. Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn’t ask anything in return, they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly. Love, truth, beauty, wisdom and consolation against death.”

— Cornelia Funke

68. “Oh, pestiferous parasols!” grumbled Sorrel.”

— Cornelia Funke

69. “Love makes cowards of us all.”

— Cornelia Funke

70. “She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don’t dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?”

— Cornelia Funke

71. “Nichts war grausamer als ein Herz aus Fleisch und Blut, weil es wusste, was Schmerzen bereitet.”

— Cornelia Funke

72. “All books are in safe hands with me. They’re my children, my inky children, and I look after them well. I keep the sunlight away from their pages, I dust and protect them from hungry hookworms and grubby human fingers.”

— Cornelia Funke

73. “Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: It always stays the same, but underneath there’s a whole world that goes on – developing and changing like our own world.”

— Cornelia Funke

74. “Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn’t break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.”

— Cornelia Funke

75. “Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone.”

— Cornelia Funke

76. “I wish you luck,? she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she’d ever seen. But now her heart beat so much faster for someone else.”

— Cornelia Funke

77. “Courage was not a given; it was acquired, earned.”

— Cornelia Funke

78. “I live in Hamburg; that’s in the north. And I live on the outskirts of town. It looks like countryside.”

— Cornelia Funke

79. “Once upon a time... There’s a reason all fairy tales begin like this. But the ‘and they lived happily ever after’ at the end? That has to be earned.”

— Cornelia Funke

80. “Time is a horse that runs in the heart, a horse Without a rider on a road at night. The mind sits listening and hears it pass.”

— Cornelia Funke

81. “Courage was something John Reckless only ever wished he had. Courage was not a given; it was acquired, earned. You had to take the difficult paths, and John had always picked the easy ones.”

— Cornelia Funke

82. “I’m perfectly happy to know the world at secondhand. It’s a lot safer.”

— Cornelia Funke

83. “There are not so many mythical creatures from Inkheart.”

— Cornelia Funke

84. “The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It’s easy to forget that when you’re indoors, protected by light and solid walls.”

— Cornelia Funke

85. “The Fairy’s dress rustled as she turned. Human women dressed like flowers, layers of petals around a mortal, rotting core.”

— Cornelia Funke

86. “A library book, I imagine, is a happy book.”

— Cornelia Funke

87. “Children, they’re the same everywhere. Greedy little creatures but the best listeners in the world – any world. The very best of all.”

— Cornelia Funke

88. “I always wanted to ride a dragon myself, so I decided to do this for a year in my imagination.”

— Cornelia Funke

89. “Hey, don’t take this the wrong way, but don’t come back, ok?”

— Cornelia Funke

90. “A strong and bitter book-sickness floods one’s soul. How ignominious to be strapped to this ponderous mass of paper, print and dead man’s sentiment. Would it not be better, finer, braver to leave the rubbish where it lies and walk out into the world a free untrammelled illiterate Superman?”

— Cornelia Funke

91. “I woke up and knew he was gone. Straightaway I knew he was gone. When you love somebody you know these things. David Almond, Skellig.”

— Cornelia Funke

92. “I libri la rincuoravano quando era triste e scacciavano la noia mentre Mo tagliava, rilegava, incollava pagine ormai logore, rese fragili da anni e anni d’uso sotto le innumerevoli dita che le avevano sfogliate.”

— Cornelia Funke

93. “Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the Devil.”

— Cornelia Funke

94. “Killing is easy,” said Mo, “Dying is harder...”

— Cornelia Funke

95. “You’re the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world’s inside of them,” said Meggie...”

— Cornelia Funke

96. “Why do grown-ups think it’s easier for children to bear secrets than the truth? Don’t they know about the horror stories we imagine to explain the secrets?”

— Cornelia Funke

97. “She pressed her hand against her chest. No heart. So where did the love she felt come from?”

— Cornelia Funke

98. “And my father always took me to the library. We were both book addicts.”

— Cornelia Funke

99. “Every reader knows about the feeling that characters in books seem more real than real people.”

— Cornelia Funke

100. “The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with weary feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring.”

— Cornelia Funke