Why could she remember nothing but stories of frightened people when Capricorn looked at her? She usually found it so easy to escape somewhere else, to get right inside the minds of people and animals who existed only on paper, so why not now? Because she was afraid. "Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.
Cornelia FunkeThats beautiful! Sad and beautiful," murmured Meggie. Why were sad stories often so beautiful? It was different in real life.
Cornelia FunkeAnd I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.
Cornelia FunkeLet'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!
Cornelia Funke