âIsnât it odd how much fatter a book gets when youâve read it several times? As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smellsâŠand 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 flowerâŠboth strange and familiar.â
â Cornelia Funke, Inkspell














