Category Archives: reading

Words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.

– Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

Goblins burrowed into the earth, elves sang songs in the trees: Those were the obvious wonders of reading, but behind them lay the fundamental marvel that, in stories, words could command things to be.

– Francis Spufford, The Child That Books Built

The world existed to be read. And I read it.

– L.S. Schwartz, Ruined by Reading

“Words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.”  — Inkspell by Cornelia Funke

“Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? … 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.”
— Mo, Inkspell by Cornelia Funke


“The whole secret, Meggie,” Mo had once told her, “is in the breathing. It gives your voice strength and fills it with your life. And not just yours. Sometimes it feels as if when you take a breath you are breathing in everything around you, everything that makes up the world and moves it, and then it all flows into the words.”    – Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

After all, that was what you wanted from books: great emotions you’d never felt yourself, pain you could leave behind by closing the book if it got too bad. Death and destruction felt deliciously real conjured up with the right words, and you could leave them behind between the pages as you pleased, at no cost or risk to yourself.

– – Cornelia Funke, Inkspell


You cannot fully read a book without being alone. But through this very solitude you become intimately involved with people whom you might never have met otherwise, either because they have been dead for centuries or because they spoke languages you cannot understand. And nonetheless, they have become your closest friends, your wisest advisors, the wizards that hypnotize you, the lovers you have always dreamed of.
– Antonio Munoz Molinas, “The Power of the Pen”

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