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Cornelia Funke Quotes

Cornelia Funke quotes about night

Deutsch Author, Writer December 10, 1958

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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. Cornelia Funke
The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal. The ticking of a clock. The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out of his room. All was drowned by its silence. But Jacob loved the night. He felt it on his skin like a promise. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger. Cornelia Funke
From the tower battlements, Dustfinger looked down on a lake as black as night, where the reflection of the castle swam in a sea of stars. The wind passing over his unscarred face was cold from the snow of the surrounding mountains, and Dustfinger relished life as if he were tasting it for the first time. The longing it brought, and the desire. All the bitterness, all the sweetness, even if it was only for a while, never for more than a while, everything gained and lost, lost and found again. Cornelia Funke
So Mo began filling the silence with words. He lured them out of the pages as if they had only been waiting for his voice, words long and short, words sharp and soft, cooing, purring words. They danced through the room, painting stained glass pictures, tickling the skin. Even when Meggie nodded off she could still hear them, although Mo had closed the book long ago. Words that explained the world to her, its dark side and its light side, words that built a wall to keep out bad dreams. And not... Cornelia Funke
A mirror hung between the shelves. Clara stepped in front of it and let her fingers run over the silver roses that covered the frame. She had never seen anything so beautiful. The glass they surrounded was dark, as if the night had spilled onto it. It was misted up, and right where she saw the reflection of her face was the imprint of a hand. Cornelia Funke
The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It's easy to forget that when you're indoors, protected by light and solid walls. Cornelia Funke
Cornelia Funke quote: "Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the..."
Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the Devil. Cornelia Funke
Cornelia Funke quote: "The night swallowed him up like a thieving fox."
The night swallowed him up like a thieving fox. Cornelia Funke
Cornelia Funke quote: "Everyone is small at night."
Everyone is small at night. Cornelia Funke

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