Quote by Cornelia Funke

She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?

She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still some

Summary

This quote illustrates a yearning to relive a happiness experienced in a dream. The speaker hopes that fragments of the dream's joy remain, similar to how fairy tales can leave traces of their magic. It suggests that dreams possess an intangible essence that can linger even after waking, inspiring a desire to recapture the elusive and whimsical nature of those fantastical experiences.

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By Cornelia Funke

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