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Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such a trembling, quivering thing, happy and miserably unhappy at once.

Cornelia Funke

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Cornelia Funke
Age: 65
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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Unhappy
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