There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They… — 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… — 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… — 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
A reader doesn't really see the characters in a story; he feels them. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
This book taught me, once and for all, how easily you can escape this world with the help of words! You can… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“How well worn they all were..."Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times?" Mo had… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“A longing for books [is] nothing compared with what you [can] feel for human beings. The books [tell] you about that feeling.… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Every book should begin with attractive endpapers,' he had once told Meggie. 'Preferably in a dark color: dark red or dark blue… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Meggie thought this first whisper sounded a little different from one book to another, depending on weather or not she already knew… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Elinor had read countless stories in which the main characters fell sick at some point because they were so unhappy. She had… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
The books in Mo and Meggie's house were stacked under tables, on chairs, in the corners of the rooms. There where books… — 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
I pledge to set out to live a thousand lives between printed pages. I pledge to use books as doors to other… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
you can not fully read a book without being alone. But through this very solitude you become intimately involved with people whom… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Weren’t all books ultimately related? After all, the same letters filled them, just arranged in a different order. Which meant that, in… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, through the window of a car coming the other way, she caught a glimpse if a stranger's face, then it was… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times? — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Oh, I think every author is inspired by all of the books that she reads. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“yes, books are like flypapers. Memories cling to the printed page better than anything else.” — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“I know you all think I'm a magician, but I'm not. The magic comes out of the books themselves, and I have… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Her curiosity was too much for her. She felt almost as if she could hear the books whispering on the other side… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
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
Second, there are so many magical places in books that you can't go to, like Hogwarts and Middle Earth, so I wanted… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Read – and be curious. And if somebody says to you: 'Things are this way. You can't change it' - don't believe… — 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
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