Inkspell Quotes

“Reality is a fragile thing.”
― Cornelia Funke

“Words,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.”
― Cornelia Funke

“What a plague love is!”
― Cornelia Funke

“Farid...She missed him so much that she felt ashamed of it.”
― Meggie Inkspell by Cornelia Funke

“Jealousy still gave him a pang. The heart was a stupid thing.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“You'd like him back, too, wouldn't you?"
It was difficult for her to turn her eyes away from Farid's face. "He'll never come back," she whispered, and look at Dustfinger. She didn't have the strength to speak any louder. All her strength was gone, as if Farid had taken it away with him. He had taken everything away from him.”
― Cornelia Funke

“Las malas historias no despiertan a la vida. No hay ningún Dedo Polvoriento en ellas.”
― Cornelia Funke

“Words weighed light, light as a feather, even the most important of them.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“The wrong words. They were true a hundred times over, yet they sounded like a lie. Hadn’t he always known it? 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, Inkspell, Volume 2

“Memories, so sweet and so bitter...they had both nourished and devoured him for so many years.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“He had never taken any interest in what came after death, either in this world or the other one. Probably just silence, silence without a single word of comfort.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“Heavens, what a plague love was! Anyone who claimed otherwise had never yet felt that wretched trembling of the heart.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell