Cornelia Funke Quotes

She felt as if the grave stones were whispering those names to her as she walked past... Those stones that bore no names seemed like closed mouths, sad mouths that forgotten how to speak. But perhaps the dead didn't mind what their names had once been?

I will try to write books until I drop dead.

Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?