Quote

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

Cornelia Funke

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Cornelia Funke
Age: 66
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
Author
Illustrator
Screenwriter
Writer
Different
Grants
Grown
Soon
Dreams
Wants
Wish
Nature
Dream
Grant

More quotes by Cornelia Funke

Image
Words,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.
Cornelia Funke
Image
And I plan to write a sequel to Dragon Rider.
Cornelia Funke
Image
My wife loves written words ... you know, words that stick to parchment and paper like dead flies, and it seems my father felt the same - but I want to hear words! Remember that when you are looking for the right words: You must ask yourself what they SOUND like! Glowing with passion, dark with sorrow, sweet with love, that's what I want. - Cosimo
Cornelia Funke
Image
I always wanted to ride a dragon myself, so I decided to do this for a year in my imagination.
Cornelia Funke
Image
Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times?
Cornelia Funke
Image
Believe, believe, believe
Cornelia Funke
Image
Words were useless. At times, they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice.
Cornelia Funke
Image
Didn't books say that too: that there is always price to pay for happiness?
Cornelia Funke
Image
The truth's not pretty of course. No one likes to look it in the face.
Cornelia Funke
Image
What are stories for if we don't learn from them?
Cornelia Funke
Image
It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place
Cornelia Funke
Image
The Fairy's dress rustled as she turned. Human women dressed like flowers, layers of petals around a mortal, rotting core.
Cornelia Funke
Image
Nothing chased nightmares away faster than the rustle of printed paper.
Cornelia Funke
Image
The spoken word is nothing. It hardly lives longer than an insect! Only the written word is eternal. - Balbulus
Cornelia Funke
Image
No prince had lived in those wretched hovels, no red-robed bishops, only farmers and laborers whose stories no one had written down, and now they were lost, buried under wild thyme and fast growing spurge.
Cornelia Funke
Image
You really don't understand the first thing about writing...for one thing, early in the morning is the worst possible time. the brain is like a wet sponge at that hour. And for another, real writing is a question of staring into space and waiting for the right ideas.
Cornelia Funke
Image
We all know what fun it can be to get right into a book and live there for a while, but falling out of a story and suddenly finding yourself in this world doesn't seem to be much fun at all.
Cornelia Funke
Image
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.
Cornelia Funke
Image
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.
Cornelia Funke
Image
I like a composer called Henry Purcell, and I love to listen to Neil Young.
Cornelia Funke