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Words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.
– Cornelia Funke, Inkheart
‘Words were everywhere I looked, filling dreams, giving me names for everything. It was all I could do to keep up with them, catch a few as they drifted through me, fell now and then from clouds, from my eyes to the table, onto my lap or became tangled in horses’ manes. Most of the words got away, as they usually will, but at night I regularly managed to gather them in bunches.’
“Words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.” — Inkspell by Cornelia Funke
“Eternal?” Fenoglio made the word sound as if there could be nothing more ridiculous in the world. “Nothing’s eternal – and what happier fate could words have than to be sung by minstrels? Yes, of course they change the words, they sing them slightly differently every time, but isn’t that in itself wonderful? A story wearing another dress every time you hear it – what could be better? A story that grows and puts out flowers like a living thing! But look at the stories people press into books! They may last longer, yes, but they breathe only when someone opens the book. They are pressed between the pages, and only a voice can bring them back to life! Then they throw off sparks, Balbulus! Then they go free as birds flying out into the world.” – Fenoglio, Inkspell by Cornelia Funke
Words were useless. At times they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice. – Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
The words were like a noose going around her neck, drawing tighter with every word, until she could scarcely breathe. — Cornelia Funke, Inkspell