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Niagara
Frederic Prokosch
‘Thomas Wolfe's enormous body and low, grumbling voice made the cutlery look like trinkets in a brittle Lilliput.’
Noël, Noël
George Steiner
‘Come Christmas, sounds mix and multiply. And are shot through with smells.’
Normal People
Sally Rooney
‘After the first time they had sex, Marianne stayed the night in his house.’ New fiction from Sally Rooney.
Numb
Lauren Schenkman
‘She felt things under the skin: scars where the body had torn during childbirth, clumps of cellulite, lobules and ducts.’
Of Roses and Insects
Chloé Savoie-Bernard
‘The insects dissect the layers of my father’s life, our lives and my mother’s life that have collected in this sad house.’ Translated from the French by Neil Smith.
Oh, the Obvious
Christine Schutt
‘A wizened spring, the sickly prickly pear and organ pipe cacti were so riddled with holes they might have been targets.’
Olingiris
Samanta Schweblin
‘Sometimes she lied. She didn’t do it maliciously; she did it to pass the time.’
On Observation Hill
Francis Spufford
‘Here I stand on Observation Hill. If the Devil made me an offer at this moment, I feel sure I would accept.’
Our Circle
Ludmilla Petrushevskaya
‘I am afraid that my memory is confused about these events, the final events of my life, by which I mean what happened before I started to go blind.’
Our Nicky’s Heart
Graham Swift
‘Frank Randall had three sons: Michael, Eddy and Mark. That was fine by him‘.
