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Thank God We’ve Got A Navy

Brian Thompson

‘Today it is usual—especially among those who have never faced conscription—to describe national service as time wasted, even an offence against civil liberties in some sinister way.’

Like An Episode of L.A. Law

A.M. Homes

‘Could you please repeat for the record your name?’

Loved Ones: Introduction

Ian Jack

One of the world's unfair divisions is that between the writer and the written-about, and this is nowhere more true than in the literary form called the memoir.

Every Move You Make

David Malouf

‘This is what sorrow is that knows no explanation or answer.’

Help, Help, Help

Jonathan Taylor

‘Day in, day out, my father had to watch us smiling and laughing, while he couldn't join.’

Mrs Covet

Rebecca Miller

‘But you can't kill a ladybug. It's terrible luck to kill a ladybug.’

Five Houses

Melanie McFadyean

‘I live here, we say, this is my house, my home. We settle, dwell, adorn. A house feels permanent. But this illusion of security can end in a minute.’

Early Retirement

John Lanchester

‘My father used to tell the story of a tutor at his university, a Viennese professor of something or other.’

Year of the Monkey

Fan Wu

‘I stood in front of the roller coaster, whose winding tracks looked like intestines in a demon's stomach.’

Jumping Monkey Hill

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

‘His accent was what the British called posh, the kind some rich Nigerians tried to mimic and ended up sounding unintentionally funny.’

Mao Comes to Sydney

Georgia Blain

‘After all, it was only politics, and I was too young to understand.’

Twins

Jeremy Seabrook

‘Separation has been, perhaps, the single biggest determining influence in my life.’

Safe

Claire Keegan

‘Don’t forget to write.’

Resolution

Jim Shepard

‘Everything suggests an ongoing and immemorial enervation. A kind of trance in the air.’

Where is Thy Sting-a-Ling-a-Ling?

James Lasdun

‘The fire department didn't have a tall enough ladder to reach his body.’

On the Road Again: Introduction

Ian Jack

‘Switzerland absolutely fulfils our idea of the picturesque’

We Went to Saigon

Tia Wallman

‘I thought that this must be the sort of plane that crashes. What were a few more dead, travelling to the city of the dead?’

Bye-Bye Natalia

Michel Faber

‘Natalia picks at the frayed black lace of her dress while the photograph of her American penpal loads into the computer.’

Closing Time

Jeremy Treglown

‘The effect is brutal and frightening, and rightly so.’

How to Fly

John Burnside

‘I flew for the first time when I was nine years old.’

Cary Grant’s Suit

Todd McEwen

‘North by Northwest isn't a film about what happens to Cary Grant, it's about what happens to his suit.’

Trenitalia

Tim Parks

‘It was explained to me that in Italy a formality is a sort of dormant volcano.’

Lavande

Ann Beattie

‘It seemed impossible, but probably everyone marries thinking such a thing impossible.’

We Have No Minorities

George Bowater

‘The state can burn houses but it can't stop the rain, can't round up all the sheep. It isn't an easy place to control.’

The End of Travel

James Hamilton-Paterson

‘The more we flock to view the disappearing glaciers, the faster they will vanish.’

Matrilineal

Tessa Hadley

‘One night forty years ago Helen Cerruti left her husband.’

Homage to Mount Desert Island

Mark Haworth-Booth

‘A cow was on the wrong side of the fence on Crooked Road on May 26.’

Introduction: God’s Own Countries

Ian Jack

‘The idea of God as creator and custodian died, and many words in the old vocabulary were robbed of their potency.’

A Prisoner of the Holy War

Wendell Steavenson

‘Thayr held out. He would not betray his country, he would not betray his leader.’

In the Clearing

Andrew Brown

‘I asked where the path was to the rapids. He looked at me as if all his suspicions had been confirmed.’

Planet of the Yids

Gary Shteyngart

‘“WE ARE JEWS.” I whispered his magical mantra’

The Lord in his Wisdom

Jackie Kay

‘I realize with a fresh horror that Jonathan is seeing me as the sin’

A Conversation with Orhan Pamuk

Maureen Freely

‘How do you hold your own in such a climate?’

Tales Out of School

Kees Beekmans

‘But it seems I’ve said something stupid again, and blasphemous to boot.’

Kiss Daddy!

John Borneman

‘The whole family giggles and I am standing there, holding his father’s hand, looking into his eyes, hesitating. Time seems to slow down.’

Cruising

Kamran Nazeer

‘Over samosas and pakoras and three different kinds of green chilli chutney, she spoke to us about politics.’