Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped at her. "My story is foundering in misfortune, and these … - Cornelia Funke

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Human wisdom is the aggregate of all human experience, constantly accumulating, selecting, and reorganizing its own materials.

Cornelia Funke

Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped at her. "My story is foundering in misfortune, and these hands here," he said holding them out to her, "don't want to write anymore! I'm afraid of words Meggie! 'Once they were like honey, now they're poison, pure poison! But what is a writer who doesn't love words anymore? What have I come to? This story is devouring me, crushing me, and I'm it's creator!

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Stories never really end. . . even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.

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Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times?" Mo had said. . . "As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells. . . and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower. . . both strange and familiar.

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Fire and water," he said, "don't really mix. You could say they're incompatible. But when they do love each other, they love passionately.

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