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Photographs from the North-West Frontier

Ed Grazda

Ed Grazda has been visiting the North-west Frontier Province since 1980, shortly after the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan.

Great Falls

Richard Ford

‘This is not a happy story. I warn you.’

A Battle

Patrick Süskind

‘Early one August evening, when most people had already left the park, two men sat confronting one another across a chessboard.’

The Judge’s Wife

Isabel Allende

‘Nicolas Vidal always knew he would lose his head over a woman.’

Cold Storage

Oliver Sacks

‘Uncle Toby was alive, but suspended, apparently, in some strange icy stupor.’

Paradise

Jonathan Schell

‘It is characteristic of Brodsky that he attributes the substance of his thinking to another writer's lines.’

Letters from Prison

Václav Havel & Jiří Dienstbier

‘When the governor forbade Havel to write essays, ordering him to write only about himself, he started a series on his fifteen different moods.’

Finished With Engines

Ian Jack

‘My father wrote a kind of autobiography in the years before he died.’

Weightless

Primo Levi

‘What I would like to experience most of all would be to find myself freed, even if only for a moment, from the weight of my body.’ Primo Levi on floating.

Menudo

Raymond Carver

‘Vicky says I’m crazy. She said worse things too last night. But who could blame her?’

Amazon Adventure

Redmond O’Hanlon

‘Having spent two months travelling in the primary rain forests of Borneo, I thought that a four-month journey in the country between the Orinoco River in Venezuela and the Amazon in Brazil would pose no particular problem.’

Eating the Eggs of Love

Salman Rushdie

‘Forested mesas flanked the road to Matagalpa; ahead, the multiform mountains, conical, twisted, sinuous, closed the horizon.’

A Family in Nanjing

Colin Thubron

‘The old people had prepared a banquet for me - an extravagant spread of cold meats and dumplings which we ate with the prestige television blaring, and nobody watching it.’

Under Eastern Eyes

Timothy Garton Ash

‘They sit around, feet in slippers, drinking wine and swapping jokes about Chernobyl. They have just produced the best journal of new writing in Czechoslovakia. It took about twenty minutes.’

Cuba Revisited

Martha Gellhorn

‘I drove around Havana, sightseeing, half-curious, and wholly sick of the miserable weather.’

Bradford

Hanif Kureishi

‘Bradford, I felt, was a place I had to see for myself, because it seemed that so many important issues, of race, culture, nationalism, and education, were evident in an extremely concentrated way.’

The Shaman of Chichicastenango

Norman Lewis

‘Many Guatemalans claimed to have experienced almost miraculous cures at the hands of the shamans, and the pilgrimages to Chichicastenango had begun.’

A Tour of Angola

Ryszard Kapuściński

‘You have to learn how to live with the check-points and to respect their customs, if you want to travel without hindrance and reach your destination alive.’

A Journey into Afghanistan

Peregrine Hodson

‘We had been travelling for a week, and had reached the territory of the Hesb Nasr: a rival group of mujahedin who were notorious for ambushing travellers, stealing their weapons and skinning their victims.’

The Development Game

Leonard Frank

‘We are six on the mission to the North-west Frontier: an old Japanese, a Korean, an American, a Bangladeshi, a Dutch girl, me. ... We've got four weeks to come up with a project for, say, thirty million dollars.’

China

Orville Schell

‘But if kitsch cat plates are a far cry from real art, they are also a far cry from socialist-realist propaganda.’

Empire

Richard Ford

‘Outside on the cold air, flames moved and divided and swarmed the sky. And Sims felt alone in a wide empire, removed and afloat, calmed, as if life was far away now, as if blackness was all around.’

Fast Lanes

Jayne Anne Phillips

‘I was vanished, invisible, another apartment left empty behind me, my possessions given away, thrown away, packed away in taped boxes fit into an available vehicle.’

Fishing with Wussy

Richard Russo

‘Until I was six I thought of my father the way I thought of ‘my heavenly father’, whose existence was a matter of record, but who was, practically speaking, absent and therefore irrelevant.’

Memphis

Ellen Gilchrist

‘He drove off in her car. He was wearing a white visor, a white shirt with long sleeves. I don't believe the world I lived to see.’

The Contas Girl

Robert Olmstead

‘He always felt foolish after he finished making love to the Contas girl. He felt a little piece had been given up of its own will.’

Escapes

Joy Williams

‘We went directly out of the theatre and into the streets, my mother weeping on the little usher's arm.’

Fiction by Joy Williams.

Knives

Louise Erdrich

‘It is time, now, for Karl to break down with his confession that I am a slow-burning fuse in his loins. A hair trigger. I am a name he cannot silence. A dream that never burst.’

Fiction by Louise Erdrich.

Getting The Words Out

John Updike

‘No, it is not confrontation but some wish to avoid it, some hasty wish to please, that betrays my flow of speech.’

Los Angeles Without A Map

Richard Rayner

‘I was a hysterical adolescent. But I was a hysterical adolescent with a credit card and there was a seat available.’

Slim

Adam Mars-Jones

‘My African family doesn't have the money for photographs. My African family may never even have seen a photograph.’

A True Afrikaner

Mary Benson

‘What first struck me was his courtesy: it never faltered even when some remark by the prosecutor or an action by the police angered him, hardening the expression in his blue eyes.’

Eye For An Eye: A Chronicle of Northern Ireland (Part One)

Nan Richardson & Gilles Peress

‘Belfast. There was a sound of glass breaking all over the city and a roar. Nine bomb blasts went off simultaneously in Belfast and five other cities: Newry on the border; Armargh; Londonderry; Portadown, the industrial city; and Lisburn, the Protestant northern enclave.’

From Lab To Writing Desk

Primo Levi

‘I had not aimed for literary celebrity, and I felt at ease with myself for having done my civic duty as a witness, and felt relieved of the burden of slavery.’

Thoughts of a Storyteller on a Happy Ending

Gianni Celati

‘By inserting pages or just strips of paper at the points which needed changing he transformed their conclusion, to bring them always to a happy ending.’