If I was a book, I would like to be a library book, so I would be taken home by all different… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“You're the one who says books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside of them," said Meggie...” — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Accursed, blasted, heartless things [books]! Full of empty promises, full of false lures, always making you hungry, never satisfying you, never!” — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Every book should begin with attractive endpapers. Preferably in a dark colour: dark red or dark blue, depending on the binding. When… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
The world was a terrible place, cruel, pitiless, dark as a bad dream. Not a good place to live. Only in books… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“...if you can change the fate of a character you read out of a book by adding new words to his story,… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
What on earth have you packed in here? Bricks?" asked Mo as he carried Meggie's book-box out of the house. You're the… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“an odd thing happens: The book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
If you take a book with you on a journey," Mo had said when he put the first one in her box,… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Because by now Elinor had understood this, too: A longing for books was nothing compared with what you could feel for human… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
She always did like tales of adventure-stories full of brightness and darkness. She could tell you the names of all King Arthur's… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“I'm only a kind of book doctor. I can give books new bindings, rejuvenate them a little, stop the bookworms from eating… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
You know, it's a funny thing about writers. Most people don't stop to think of books being written by people much like… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“A story is a labyrinth, it looks as if there were several ways to go, but only one is right, and there's a nasty… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“For a moment Dustfinger felt as if he had never been away- as if he had simply had a bad dream, and the memory… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,'Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right? — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“And he will have a great aunt called Elinor who tells him there's a world not like this one. A world with neither fairies… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Yes, Mo would come. Meggie could think of nothing else as Fenoglio led her away with him, his arm around her as if he… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
When it came to hiding, even Gwin had nothing to teach Dustfinger. A strange sense of curiosity had always driven him to explore the… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Perhaps there's another, much larger story behind the printed one, a story that changes just as our own world does. And the letters on… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
I wish you luck,' she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she'd ever seen.… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Because by now Elinor had understood this, too: A longing for books was nothing compared with what you could feel for human beings. The… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal. The ticking of a clock. The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
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