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Inkheart by Cornelia Funke
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Nov 26, 2010

it was amazing


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Cornelia Funke
“Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“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

Cornelia Funke
“Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such a trembling, quivering thing, happy and miserably unhappy at once.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“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

Cornelia Funke
“Sometimes, when you're so sad you don't know what to do, it helps to be angry.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you secruity and friendship and didn't ask for anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly. ”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“You know, it's a funny thing about writers. Most people don't stop to think of books being written by people much like themselves. They think that writers are all dead long ago--they don't expect to meet them in the street or out shopping. They know their stories but not their names, and certainly not their faces. And most writers like it that way.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Cornelia Funke
“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 astonishment. ‘You mean you don’t know?’
Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didn’t particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. ‘What’s so unusual about that, princess?’ he asked quietly. ‘Do you know how your story ends?’
Meggie had no answer for that.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
tags: life

Cornelia Funke
“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, words long and short, words sharp and soft, cooing, purring words. They danced through the room, painting stained glass pictures, tickling the skin. Even when Meggie nodded off she could still hear them, although Mo had closed the book long ago. Words that explained the world to her, its dark side and its light side, words that built a wall to keep out bad dreams. And not a single bad dream came over that wall for the rest of the night.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
tags: books

Cornelia Funke
“Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkheart


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