Freedom is an elusive concept. Some men hold themselves prisoner even when they have the power to do as they please and go where they choose, while others are free in their hearts, even as shackles restrain them.

As in the rankest soil the most beautiful flowers are grown, so in the dark soil of poverty the choicest flowers of humanity have developed and bloomed.

The previous day, the world had made sense, even without love's presence. But now we needed each other in order to see the true brilliance of things.

And I plan to write a sequel to Dragon Rider.

Written By Cornelia Funke

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