“Few English novelists have written with more might and assurance.”—The Spectator“A delicate and truly touching story … horribly true to life.”—Robert Garioch, The Listener“King is a writer’s writer, his voice is utterly convincing.”—Beryl Bainbridge“One of the finest and most remarkable of English novelists of our time.”—The Scotsman“He deserves the widest possible readership.”—Melvyn Bragg, Punch“No one writes better prose than Francis King.”—Ruth Rendell“Witty, poignant, socially and internationally telling, it traps the tragi-comic essence of love that not merely isn’t but can’t be reciprocated.”—Brigid Brophy“Wryly tender and painful . . . He is writing about love in all its aspects of greed, devotion, happiness and loss.”—Janice Elliott, Sunday Telegraph“The author investigates his chosen examples of emotional blight with sympathy, precision, and immense skill.”—The Evening Standard“His writing is like fine china … This book’s strength is its dark stab of feeling.”—Philip Norman, The Sunday Times“[Francis King’s] writing is always accomplished and elegant.”—A. S. Byatt“A most accomplished writer who commands both deftness and feeling.”—Christopher Wordsworth, The Guardian“Francis King commands a noteworthy talent; he is one of a number of contemporary British novelists who deserve the best attention here.” —The New York Herald Tribune Book Review“Master of a subtle, melancholy style, rich and understated.”—Roxanna Robinson, The New York Times Book Review