If you take a book with you on a journey…an odd thing happens: the book begins collecting your memories. And forever after you have only to open that book to be back where you first read it. It will all come into your mind with the very first words: the sights you saw in that place, what it smelled like, the ice cream you ate while you were reading it…yes, books are like flypaper—memories cling to the printed page better than to anything else.
– Cornelia Funke, Inkheart (via kijakazibibi)
Love this quote! So true how surrounding affect ones’ reading, and how ones’ reading recalls the surroundings. I remember reading Hunger Games as we drove south, through North Carolina and Georgia, and I picture Rue in the Cherokee hills of north Georgia.