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I love to read aloud.

Cornelia Funke

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Cornelia Funke
Age: 65
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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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!
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It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place
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What was a slap for ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world?
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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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He longed for the deep as she longed for the night sky and for white lilies floating on water -- although she still tried to convince herself that love alone could feed her soul.
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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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The spoken word is nothing. It hardly lives longer than an insect! Only the written word is eternal. - Balbulus
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Every German child learns to speak English in school.
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My son always says I like very weird music.
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Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,'Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right?
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A library book, I imagine, is a happy book.
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Reality is a fragile thing.
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Words are immortal - Elinor
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I think we should sometimes read stories where everything's different from our world, don't you agree? There's nothing's like it for teaching us to wonder why trees are green and not red, and why we have five fingers rather than six.' --spoken by The Bluejay, aka Mo the Bookbinder, from 'Inkdeath
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He wants to be grown-up. How different dreams can be! Nature will soon grant your wish.
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How fast the ears learned to tell what sounds meant, much faster than it took the eyes to decipher written words.
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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.
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Let's be off before he gets his great horsey teeth into my poor lines of verse!
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Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else.
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Everyone is small at night.
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