“Stories never really end...even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.”
―
Cornelia Funke,
Inkspell
“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 between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells...and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower...both strange and familiar.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“If you take a book with you on a journey," Mo had said when he put the first one in her box, "an odd thing happens: The book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it. It will all come into your mind with the very first words: the sights you saw in that place, what it smelled like, the ice cream you ate while you were reading it... yes, books are like flypaper—memories cling to the printed page better than anything else.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“So what? All writers are lunatics!” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?” ― Cornelia Funke
“The world was a terrible place, cruel, pitiless, dark as a bad dream. Not a good place to live. Only in books could you find pity, comfort, happiness - and love. Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn't ask anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart / Inkspell / Inkdeath
“Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn't ask for anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly. Love, truth, beauty, wisdom and consolation against death. Who had said that? Someone else who loved books.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“This book taught me, once and for all, how easily you can escape this world with the help of words! You can find friends between the pages of a book, wonderful friends.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath
“Sometimes, when you're so sad you don't know what to do, it helps to be angry.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Writing stories is a kind of magic, too.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar voices, friends that never quarreled with her, clever, powerful friends -- daring and knowledgeable, tried and tested adventurers who had traveled far and wide. Her books cheered her up when she was sad and kept her from being bored.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“When you open a book it's like going to the theater first you see the curtain then it is pulled aside and the show begins.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“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 between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells...and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower...both strange and familiar.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“If you take a book with you on a journey," Mo had said when he put the first one in her box, "an odd thing happens: The book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it. It will all come into your mind with the very first words: the sights you saw in that place, what it smelled like, the ice cream you ate while you were reading it... yes, books are like flypaper—memories cling to the printed page better than anything else.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“So what? All writers are lunatics!” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?” ― Cornelia Funke
“The world was a terrible place, cruel, pitiless, dark as a bad dream. Not a good place to live. Only in books could you find pity, comfort, happiness - and love. Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn't ask anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart / Inkspell / Inkdeath
“Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn't ask for anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly. Love, truth, beauty, wisdom and consolation against death. Who had said that? Someone else who loved books.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“This book taught me, once and for all, how easily you can escape this world with the help of words! You can find friends between the pages of a book, wonderful friends.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
“It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath
“Sometimes, when you're so sad you don't know what to do, it helps to be angry.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Writing stories is a kind of magic, too.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar voices, friends that never quarreled with her, clever, powerful friends -- daring and knowledgeable, tried and tested adventurers who had traveled far and wide. Her books cheered her up when she was sad and kept her from being bored.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
“When you open a book it's like going to the theater first you see the curtain then it is pulled aside and the show begins.” ― Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
