When you open a book it's like going to the theater first you see the curtain then it is pulled aside and… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“What a coward she was after all! She tried to think of some hero out of one of her books, someone whose… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page any more than they begin on the first page” — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
And my father always took me to the library. We were both book addicts. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Didn't books say that too: that there is always price to pay for happiness? — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
We all know what fun it can be to get right into a book and live there for a while, but falling… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“It [the book] was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider's web and enchantingly beautiful..” — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“claimed to be the man who wrote a certain book – what was its name again?" "Inkheart." Fenoglio rubbed his aching back.… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: It always stays the same, but underneath there's a… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
She is a real bookworm. I think she lives on print. Her whole house is full of books - looks as if… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“I'd rather spend my money on books than unnecessary electricity...” — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
If you keep pretending you're in that book, it will make you not want to live in the life you're in. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
She read and read and read, but she was stuffing herself with the letters on the page like an unhappy child stuffing… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Look at your daughter,' she whispered. 'As brave as...as.." She wanted to compare Meggie to a hero in some story but all… — 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 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
Every reader knows about the feeling that characters in books seem more real than real people. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Stories never really end...even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don't end on the last… — 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
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