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The Sins of the Flesh
Margaret Visser
‘The message that vegetarianism imparts to the rest of us is ascetic and exclusive.’
The Last Eighteen Drops
Vitali Vitaliev
‘Drinking vodka is just a memory for me now. Vodka was hurting me.’
A Woman Screaming
Saskia Vogel
‘I realized that neither revenge nor compulsive storytelling would release me from this pain.’
An Afghanistan Picture Show
William T. Vollmann
‘The windbreakers of the passengers standing at the rail fluttered violently.’
Body Snatchers
William T. Vollmann
‘The All-American Canal was now dark black with phosphorescent streaks where the border’s eyes stained it with yellow tears.’
The Coral Reef
Tran Vu
'"So, our last night of socialism," Dzung said as he squatted down beside me. I pulled two cigarettes out of my pocket and handed one to him, but didn't reply.'
Bush House
Mirza Waheed
‘I first stepped into Bush House on a dreary November day in 2001. It was a trepid walk.’
How to Write About Africa
Binyavanga Wainaina
‘Always end your book with Nelson Mandela saying something about rainbows or renaissances. Because you care.’
In Gikuyu, for Gikuyu, of Gikuyu
Binyavanga Wainaina
‘My first name, Binyavanga, has always been a sort of barometer of public mood.’