(...)depois de acordar de um pesadelo, nada a sossegava mais do que a respiração do pai, ali ao seu lado, e o folhear das páginas. Nada conseguia espantar mais rapidamente os sonhos maus do que o sussurrar do papel impresso.

-Cornelia Funke

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