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The Judge’s Wife

Isabel Allende

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

The Wind That Lays Waste

Selva Almada

‘Leni’s last image of her mother is from the rear window of the car.’

The Scream

Djaimilia Pereira de Almeida

‘That supremacist is the idea, in those brothers and sisters of mine, of shyness (which no one understands) being an encumbrance that they should purge as they try to find in their interaction with the world a perfect mixture of disdain, meekness and expansiveness.’

The Unknown Known

Martin Amis

A satire on fundamentalism in this extract from an unpublished manuscript.

Time’s Arrow (Part Two)

Martin Amis

‘Nine nights later we woke up in the small hours and lay there coldly. “Shtib,” he grunted.’

Time’s Arrow

Martin Amis

‘I came rushing upward out of the blackest sleep to find myself surrounded by doctors.’

The Time Sickness

Martin Amis

‘Before me through the restraining bars, the sunset sprawls in its polluted pomp, full of genies, cloaked ghosts, crimson demons of the middle sky.’

Money

Martin Amis

‘How did I get like this? It can’t just be the booze and all the junk food I put away. I must have been booked in for this a long time ago.’

The Murderee

Martin Amis

‘This is a true story, but I can’t believe it’s really happening. It’s a murder story, too. I can't believe my luck.’

The Coincidence of the Arts

Martin Amis

‘Round about, a thousand conversations missed a beat, gulped, and then hungrily resumed.’

Author, Author

Martin Amis

‘Cities at night, I feel, contain men who cry in their sleep and then say Nothing.’

Let Me Count The Times

Martin Amis

‘Vernon made love to his wife three and a half times a week, and this was all right.’

Self-Portrait

Martin Amis

‘You’ve got your catflap, I’ve got my guy.’

Northanger Abbey

Martin Amis

Jane Austen’s novel ‘Northanger Abbey’ was published posthumously in 1818. Martin Amis adapted it for Miramax Pictures in 2001. The film has yet to be made. This is how it begins.