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White Sands

Geoff Dyer

‘Now that we were out of danger it seemed possible that there had never been any danger.’

To the City

Tash Aw

‘He knew he had to find this faraway city.’

Maruti 800

Rana Dasgupta

‘Like a tiny old woman surrounded by strapping grandsons, the Maruti 800 was in fact the progenitor of all that new, muscular, vehicular variety.’

The Ivory Acrobat

Don DeLillo

‘She lay in a kind of timeless drift, a mindwork spiral, carried on half-formed thoughts. She passed into a false sleep and then was listening again. She opened her eyes.’

The Tailor of Gujarat

Amit Chaudhuri

‘He was desperate for the photograph to cease to exist: as if the man in the photo and he are competing for the same oxygen.’

That First Time

Christopher Coake

‘Everything, even the ground under his feet, felt impermanent.’

Alive, Alive-Oh!

Diana Athill

‘She thought of herself as a rational woman, but while she could sleep alone in an empty house for night after night without worrying, there were other nights when her nerves twitched like a rabbit's at the least sound.’

To the Lighthouse

Helen Dunmore

‘There are novels which have an almost uncanny power to renew themselves in the reader’s imagination.’

Vampire

Robert Coover

‘His wife comes in, baring, with a wink, her incisors, and offers him a Bloody Mary.’

After Maidan

Oliver Bullough

‘A woman asked the steward behind the registration desk if our flight to Moscow was domestic or international. “We are still working on that,” the man answered.’

The Visiting Child

Karen E. Bender

‘Jane needed a stranger in the kitchen, someone to speak because she could not.’

Taken Out of Context

Paul Beatty

‘I’d never been in a room full of black people unrelated to me before.’

Life Among the Pirates

Daniel Alarcón

‘Being pirated is the Peruvian equivalent of making the bestseller list.’

Where he was: Memories of my Father

Raymond Carver

‘June was summer nights and days, graduations, my wedding anniversary, the birthday of one of my children. June wasn't a month your father died in.’