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Meggie Quotes by Cornelia Funke
- Quite suddenly Meggie felt fear rise in her like black brackish water, she felt lost, terribly lost, she felt it in every part of her.…
- Life was more difficult in Inkheart, yet it seemed to Meggie that with every new day Fenoglio's story was spinning a magic spell around her…
- Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped at her. "My story is foundering in misfortune, and these hands here," he said holding them out…
- This world,' she said. 'Do you really like it?' What a question! Farid never asked himself such things. He was glad to be with Dustfinger…
- The books in Mo and Meggie's house were stacked under tables, on chairs, in the corners of the rooms. There where books in the kitchen…
- He flung his arms around her neck, but only once he saw Silvertoungue's back was turned. He never knew with fathers. "I'll save him, Meggie!"…
- 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 one who says…
- Because by now Elinor had understood this, too: A longing for books was nothing compared with what you could feel for human beings. The books…
- Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. ‘He might tell me how my story ends,’ he murmured. Meggie looked at him in…
- So Mo began filling the silence with words. He lured them out of the pages as if they had only been waiting for his voice,…
- Meggie Folchart: Having writer's block? Maybe I can help. Fenoglio: Oh yes, that's right. You want to be a writer, don't you? Meggie Folchart: You…
- Thats beautiful! Sad and beautiful," murmured Meggie. Why were sad stories often so beautiful? It was different in real life.
- So it's happened, I kept thinking, you're in the middle of a story exactly as you've always wanted, and it's horrible. Fear tastes quite different…
More Meggie Quotes
- Quite suddenly Meggie felt fear rise in her like black brackish water, she felt lost, terribly lost, she felt it in every… — Cornelia Funke
- Life was more difficult in Inkheart, yet it seemed to Meggie that with every new day Fenoglio's story was spinning a magic… — Cornelia Funke
- Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too!" Fenoglio snapped at her. "My story is foundering in misfortune, and these hands here," he said… — Cornelia Funke
- This world,' she said. 'Do you really like it?' What a question! Farid never asked himself such things. He was glad to… — Cornelia Funke
- 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
- He flung his arms around her neck, but only once he saw Silvertoungue's back was turned. He never knew with fathers. "I'll… — Cornelia Funke
- 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
- Because by now Elinor had understood this, too: A longing for books was nothing compared with what you could feel for human… — Cornelia Funke