“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....”
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Wenn Bücher lebendig werden ... In einer stürmischen Nacht taucht ein unheimlicher Gast bei Meggie und ihrem Vater Mo auf. Er warnt Mo vor einem Mann namens Capricorn. Am nächsten Morgen reist Mo überstürzt mit Meggie zu ihrer Tante Elinor. Elinor verfügt über die kostbarste Bibliothek, die Meggie je gesehen hat. Hier versteckt Mo das Buch, um das sich alles dreht. Ein Buch, das Mo vor vielen Jahren zum letzten Mal gelesen hat und das jetzt in den Mittelpunkt eines unglaublichen, magischen und atemberaubenden Abenteuers rückt, eines Abenteuers, in dessen Verlauf Meggie nicht nur das Geheimnis um Zauberzunge und Capricorn löst, sondern auch selbst in große Gefahr gerät.
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Cornelia Funke
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“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....”
“There is a sort of busy worm, That will the fairest book deform. Their tasteless tooth will tear and taint The poet, patriot, sage or saint, Nor sparing wit nor learning. Now, if you’d know...”
“Books have to be heavy because the whole world's inside them.”
“As Mo had said: writing stories is a kind of magic, too.”
“Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else.”
“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.”
“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 unhapp...”
“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 e...”
“It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place”
“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, cl...”
“It [the book] was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider's web and enchantingly beautiful..”
“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?’ Dustfing...”