Quotes from work

Inkheart trilogy

“Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the heart love only what it could also lose?”

“Words are immortal - Elinor”

“believe me. Sometimes when life looks to be at its grimmest, there's a light hidden at the heart of things.
Clive Barker, Abarat”

“Mo could paint pictures in the empty air with his voice alone.”

“She read and read and read, but she was stuffing herself with the letters on the page like an unhappy child stuffing itself with chocolate. They didn’t taste bad, but she was still unhappy.”

“Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.”

“Please," she whispered as she opened the book, "please get me out of here just for an hour or so, please take me far, far away”

“a book always keeps something of its owner between its pages.”

“My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story,” said Dustfinger at last.”

“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.”

“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 unhappy at once.”

“Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.”

“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?”

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

“It's a good idea to have your own books with you in a strange place”

“Let's be off before he gets his great horsey teeth into my poor lines of verse!”

“perhaps because this time not fear but love made him read.”

“I wish you luck,' she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she'd ever seen. But now her heart beat so much faster for someone else.”

“The sea always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure.”