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The Lepers of Moyo

Paul Theroux

‘Boarding the train in the African darkness just before dawn was like climbing into the body of a huge, dusty monster'.

An Amateur Spy In Arabia

Norman Lewis

‘In the 1930s I wanted to travel and I wanted to write. In 1935, I published my first book—about a journey to Spain’.

What Young Men Do

Richard Lloyd Parry

‘Everyone I met in West Kalimantan had tales of Dayak magic’.

Loser

Aimee Bender

‘Once there was an orphan who had a knack for finding lost things’.

Brothers

Sousa Jamba

'Please, do whatever you can to help me get out of here'.

The Separate World of Seaports

James Hamilton-Paterson & Alex Majoli

‘I am aged eight or nine, on a family outing by Thames water bus in London’.

Nothing But Ghosts

Judith Hermann

‘Afterwards Ellen liked to say she had once been to America but couldn't remember it very well.‘

Arguing With The Dead

Dan Jacobson

‘My childhood was spent in Kimberley, the diamond-mining town in South Africa.In those years most of the mines were no longer being worked’.

Startled In The Dark

Ryszard Kapuscinski

‘Morning and dusk are by far the best times of day in Africa. The sun is scorching, but these times allow you to live.'

Little Sister

Anne Enright

‘The year I'm talking about, the year my sister left (or whatever you choose to call it), I was twenty-one and she was seventeen’.

After the Crash

Richard Lloyd Parry

‘To travel around Java at this time was to experience a little of what it might have felt like to be a foreign tourist after the collapse of the mark in Weimar Germany.’

Richard Lloyd Parry on the 1997 Asian Financial Crisis in Indonesia.

My Frozen Father

Deborah Levy

‘Three grown-up children visit the country they were born in for the first time in twenty-three years’.

Farangs

Rattawut Lapcharoensap

‘Pussy and elephants. That's all these people want.‘

The Life and Death of a Homosexual

Pierre Clastres

‘There was no sweetness in the air that day: the corpse gave off a terrible stench’.

Sandpiper

Ahdaf Soueif

‘Outside, there is a path. A path of beaten white stone bordered by a white wall–low, but not low enough for me to see over it from here'.

Unspeakable Rituals

Paul Theroux

‘Whenever people ask me about travel I always suspect they are buttonholing me, eager to relate amazing adventures of their own’.

In Between Talking about The Elephant

Jackie Kay

‘I discover some rough skin on her elbow. I run my tongue along it’.

Northern Soul

Simon Armitage

‘I live on the border, between two states. I've lived here all my life, just about, and I know this place like the back of my hand’.

God’s Country

Luc Sante

‘About forty per cent of Americans describe themselves as 'born again', a designation that covers a great many separate creeds, even, these days, a certain strain of Roman Catholicism.‘

The Scrimshaw Violin

Jonathan Levi

‘Madeleine Gordon was not much of a Jew. She was a Starbuck, the daughter of whalers, pirates and other not-so-genteel Semitophobes of Nantucket’.

A Child’s Book of Death and Dying

Abraham Verghese

‘A fine morning mist had rolled down over Addis Ababa from the Entoto mountains, leaving a sheen on the lawn between the apartment buildings'.

The Mermaid

Julia Blackburn

‘The man was still there poised in indecision and staring at the thing which lay heaped at his feet.’

Everything Is Different in Your House

Adam Mars-Jones

‘At the end of the year, an ambulance brought Suseela home from hospital to die’.

Story of a Heel

Todd McEwen

‘ My stunningly crummy apartment–there were big holes in the walls and I lay awake nights worrying about how they got there’.

My First European

Edmund White

‘I belong to the last generation of Americans obsessed with Europe and intimidated by it.’

A Soap Opera From Hell

Clive Sinclair

‘It comes as no surprise when an ophthalmist informs him that the tears he does produce–the consequence of various allergies–are deficient, poor-quality facsimiles of the real thing.’

Knowing French

Julian Barnes

‘We still miss Miss Winstanley very much. She was a lovely lady, and certainly the life and soul of the party around Pilcher House during her time here.‘

African Renaissance

Nelson Mandela

In the distant days of antiquity, a Roman sentenced this African city to death: Carthago...

The Sea Horse and the Almond

Paul Broks

‘Whisky, on top of the wine, was a mistake‘.

Fifteen Lashes

Anwar Iqbal

‘I was an apprentice newspaper reporter when General Zia ul-Haq came to power in Pakistan in the military coup of 1977.’

The Silent Majority of Cape Town

William Finnegan

‘Next to Mandela sat Allan Boesak, the ANC candidate for premier of the Western Cape province. Great is thy faithfulness, indeed, I thought.’

Scotland’s Last Great Artefact

Stephen Gill

'In December 1964, the Cunard Line placed its order for the ship that turned out to be the last great transatlantic liner'.

The Seventh Man

Haruki Murakami

‘I looked up at the sky. A few grey cotton chunks of cloud hung there, motionless.’

Where Does Writing Come From?

Richard Ford

‘Occasionally if pushed or annoyed I'll come right out and say it: I make these little buggers up, that's what. So sue me’.

News Shark

Robert Drewe

‘By the time I was nineteen I was in a spin: hyperactive with selfconsciousness, excitement, sadness and suddenly assumed–and ill-fitting–maturity’.

Coming to America

Hans Magnus Enzensberger

‘As a child in Germany I knew next to nothing about America.’ From 1998, Hans Magnus Enzensberger on the German view of America.