“Of course, the marvels you hoped to find might not be waiting inside the covers, so then you closed the book, sorry… — 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
Many [book] even lay flat in the floor open. Their spines upward. Elinor couldn't bear to look! Didn't the monster know that… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn't ask for anything in return; they never went… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“For him that stealeth, or borroweth and returneth not, this book from its owner, let it change into a serpent in his… — 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
Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
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… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
I just did a picture book called The Wildest Brother on Earth, and you will find both of my children in there. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Although it’s not just plants and animals that die out, so do books. Quite often, I’m sorry to say. I’m sure you… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
The book she had been reading was under her pillow, pressing its cover against her ear as if to lure her back… — 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
“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
“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
“There is a sort of busy worm, That will the fairest book deform. Their tasteless tooth will tear and taint The poet,… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Please," she whispered as she opened the book, "please get me out of here just for an hour or so, please take… — 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
You know what they say: When people start burning books they'll soon burn human beings. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Go back and rid the word of that book. Fill it with words before spring comes, or winter will never end for… — 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
“Some books should be tasted,some devoured but only few should be chewed and digested thouroughly” — 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