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Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the heart love only what it could also lose?
Cornelia Funke
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Cornelia Funke
Age: 65
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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They're all cruel,' he said. 'The world I come from, the world you come from, and this one, too. Maybe the people don't see the cruelty in your world right away, it's better hidden, but it's there all the same.
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Hey, don't take this the wrong way, but don't come back, ok?
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He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull away, he took her face between his hands and kissed her again, on her forehead, on her nose, on her mouth once more. You will come, won't you? Promisse! he whispered.
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