She is a real bookworm. I think she lives on print. Her whole house is full of books - looks as if she likes them better than human company.
Cornelia FunkeEvery book should begin with attractive endpapers. Preferably in a dark colour: dark red or dark blue, depending on the binding. When you open the book it's like going to the theatre. First you see the curtain. Then it's pulled aside and the show begins.
Cornelia Funke(...)depois de acordar de um pesadelo, nada a sossegava mais do que a respiração do pai, ali ao seu lado, e o folhear das páginas. Nada conseguia espantar mais rapidamente os sonhos maus do que o sussurrar do papel impresso.
Cornelia FunkeTag: inkheart cornelia-funke coração-de-tinta
Many [book] even lay flat in the floor open. Their spines upward. Elinor couldn't bear to look! Didn't the monster know that was the way to break a book's neck?
Cornelia FunkeWir sind alle Lügner, wenn es uns nützt.
Cornelia FunkeTag: cornelia-funke capricorn tintenherz
The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It's easy to forget that when you're indoors, protected by light and solid walls.
Cornelia FunkeTag: darkness light prey beasts
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 surprise ready to punish you for every false step.
Cornelia FunkeIt's bad enough sitting in a car, never mind driving it.
Cornelia FunkeWhat a coward she was after all! She tried to think of some hero out of one of her books,
someone whose skin she could slip into, to make her feel stronger, bigger, braver. Why could
she remember nothing but stories of frightened people when Capricorn looked at her? She
usually found it so easy to escape somewhere else, to get right inside the minds of people and
animals who existed only on paper, so why not now? Because she was afraid. "Because fear kills
everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.
Yes, every evening. Your mother enjoyed it. That evening she chose Inkheart. She always did like tales of adventure – stories full of brightness and darkness. She could tell you the names of all King Arthur's knights, and she knew everything about Beowulf and Grendel, the ancient gods and the not-quite-so-ancient heroes. She liked pirate stories, too, but most of all she loved books that had at least a knight or a dragon or a fairy in them. She was always on the dragon's side, by the way. There didn't seem to be any of them in Inkheart, but there was any amount of brightness and darkness, fairies and goblins. Your mother liked goblins as well: hobgoblins, bugaboos, the Fenoderee, the folletti with their butterfly wings, she knew them all. So we gave you a pile of picture books, sat down on the rug beside you, and I began to read.
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