Ist es nicht seltsam, wie viel dicker ein Buch wird, wenn man es mehrmals liest? [...] Als würde jedes Mal etwas zwischen den Seiten kleben bleiben. Gefühle, Gedanken, Geräusche, Gerüche ... Und wenn du dann nach vielen Jahren wieder in dem Buch blätterst, entdeckst du dich selbst darin, etwas jünger, etwas anders, als hätte das Buch dich aufbewahrt, wie eine gepresste Blüte, fremd und vertraut zugleich.

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Tapi suatu saat nanti dia mungkin akan semiskin tikus karena membelanjakan semua uangnya untuk membeli buku. Aku takut dia juga tak akan ragu menjual jiwanya jika ada iblis yang bisa memberikan buku yang diinginkannya

Cornelia Funke

Mots clés inkheart

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Buku-buku akan mencintai siapapun yang membukanya, memberi kita perlindungan dan persahabatan serta tidak menuntut apa pun sebagai balasan. Buku-buku tak pernah pergi meninggalkan kita, sekali pun, bahkan meski kita memperlakukannya dengan buruk.

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Is there anything in the world better than words on the page? Magic signs, the voices of the dead, building blocks to make wonderful worlds better than this one, comforters, companions in loneliness. Keepers of secrets, speakers of the truth...all those glorious words.

Cornelia Funke

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Words are immortal - Elinor

Cornelia Funke

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Why do grown-ups think it's easier for children to bear secrets than the truth? Don't they know about the horror stories we imagine to explain the secrets?

Cornelia Funke

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As Mo had said: writing stories is a kind of magic, too.

Cornelia Funke

Mots clés writing magic

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-You forgot something important!
-What?
-It's under my sweater!
-WHAT?!
-Me!

Cornelia Funke

Mots clés humour sweet

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Her skin smelled of autumn and the wind.
Don't Jacob...
But it was too late. Clara didn't flinch as he pulled her close. He grabbed her hair, kissed her mouth, and he felt her heart beating as fast as his own.
...Let her go, Jacob. But he kissed her again, and it was his name she whispered, not Will's.

Cornelia Funke

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Perhaps the story in the book is just the lid on a pan: It always stays the same, but underneath there's a whole world that goes on - developing and changing like our own world.

Cornelia Funke

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