There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar voices, friends that never quarreled with her, clever, powerful friends -- daring and knowledgeable, tried and tested adventurers who had traveled far and wide. Her books cheered her up when she was sad and kept her from being bored.
Cornelia FunkeAre you really going to catch us and take us back to Esther? We donโt belong to her, you know.โ Embarrassed, Victor stared at his shoes. โWell, children all have to belong to somebody,โ he muttered. โDo you belong to someone?โ โThatโs different.โ โBecause youโre a grown-up?
Cornelia FunkeYou know a great many things in dreams, often despite the evidence of your eyes. You just know them.
Cornelia Funke