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-You forgot something important! -What? -It's under my sweater! -WHAT?! -Me!

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Cornelia Funke
Age: 65
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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Believe, believe, believe
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And I plan to write a sequel to Dragon Rider.
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What are stories for if we don't learn from them?
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I just did a picture book called The Wildest Brother on Earth, and you will find both of my children in there.
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Sometimes Dustfinger thought Basta's constant fear of curses and sudden disaster probably arose from his terror of the darkness within himself, which made him assume that the rest of the world must be exactly the same.
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Children are caterpillars and adults are butterflies. No butterfly ever remembers what it felt like being a caterpillar.
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Hey, don't take this the wrong way, but don't come back, ok?
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They wouldn't tell Scipio how much of the counterfeit cash was left since, as Riccio put it, 'You're a detective now, after all.
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And I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.
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You know a great many things in dreams, often despite the evidence of your eyes. You just know them.
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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.
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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.
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I wish I had more time to visit schools.
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I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking a pair of scissors and cutting it up.
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The Fairy's dress rustled as she turned. Human women dressed like flowers, layers of petals around a mortal, rotting core.
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What on earth have you packed in here? Bricks? asked Mo as he carried Meggie's book-box out of the house. You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them, said Meggie.
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There could be few men whose love for a woman had been written on his face with a knife.
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Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.
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She had found him and was bringing back his thanks. Nor did she forget to mention that he had assured her that she was indeed the most beautiful fairy he had ever set eyes on.
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Are you really going to catch us and take us back to Esther? We don’t belong to her, you know.” Embarrassed, Victor stared at his shoes. “Well, children all have to belong to somebody,” he muttered. “Do you belong to someone?” “That’s different.” “Because you’re a grown-up?
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