Author:Anita Brookner
Strangersis the twenty fourth novel by Anita Brookner, the Booker Prize winning author of Hotel du Lac.
Paul Sturgis is a retired banker manager who lives alone in a dark little flat. He walks alone and dines alone, seeking out and taking pleasure in small exchanges with strangers: the cheerful Australian girl who cuts his hair, the lady at the drycleaners. His only relative, and only acquaintance, is a widowed cousin by marriage - herself a virtual stranger - to whom he pays ritualistic visits on a Sunday afternoon. Trying to make sense of his current solitary state, and fearing that his destiny may be to die among strangers, Sturgis trawls through memories of his failed relationships and finds himself longing for companionship, or at the very least a conversation.
But then a chance encounter with a stranger - a recently divorced and demanding younger woman - shakes up his routine and when an old girlfriend appears on the scene, Sturgis is forced to make a decision about how (and with whom) he wants to spend the rest of his days . . .
'Each book is a prayer bead on a string, and each prayer is a secular, circumspect prayer, a prayer and a protest and a charm against encroaching night' Hilary Mantel, Guardian
'No one writes with more skill and honesty about the human condition and this book is possibly her finest' Julie Myerson, Observer
'A novel of great stylistic beauty and psychological truth. As great a reflection on fear and regret as Philip Larkin or Beckett' Guardian
'Like Graham Greene, she draws the reader into a world that has a character and signature all of its own . . . Strangers is a novel of sober brilliance, and the unerring, unflinching Brookner is still a much underestimated novelist' Helen Dunmore, The Times
Anita Brookner was born in south London in 1928, the daughter of a Polish immigrant family. She trained as an art historian, and worked at the Courtauld Institute of Art until her retirement in 1988. She published her first novel, A Start in Life, in 1981 and her twenty-fourth, Strangers, in 2009. Hotel du Lac won the 1984 Booker Prize. As well as fiction, Anita Brookner has published a number of volumes of art criticism.
Nothing less than brilliant, often highly amusing and, ultimately life affirming
—— Sunday TelegraphEach book is a prayer bead on a string, and each prayer is a secular, circumspect prayer, a prayer and a protest and a charm against encroaching night
—— Hilary Mantel , GuardianThe beauty and precision of Brookner's writing is rightly praised each time she publishes a novel, but what is less often remarked on is her daring . . . like Graham Greene, she draws the reader into a world that has a character and signature all of its own . . . Strangers is a novel of sober brilliance, and the unerring, unflinching Brookner is still a much underestimated novelist
—— Helen Dunmore , The TimesNo one writes with more skill and honesty about the human condition and this book is possibly her finest
—— Julie Myerson , Observer Books of the YearA novel of great stylistic beauty and psychological truth . . . the pitiless depiction of the final stages of life - and the refusal to allow her characters any consolation - makes Strangers as great a reflection on fear and regret as Philip Larkin's poem Aubade or Beckett's Endgame
—— Mark Lawson , GuardianIn the hands of a lesser novelist, her stories of human frailty would be depressing, but she manages to make them sparkle with life - and always with hope . . . consistently absorbing
—— Daily TelegraphPaul Sturgis is a brilliant and affecting creation by a writer whose empathy runs deep, and whose pitch is perfect . . . a brisk and moving story
—— SpectatorA fantastic read! I couldn't put it down from beginning to end!
—— TARA PALMER-TOMKINSONLose yourself in a good old bonk-buster... there's something for all tastes
—— Daily MirrorYou just know it's going to be a tongue-in-cheek masterpiece... high class romping and underhanded business. Think Desperate Housewives meets posh totty
—— U magazineJo Carnegie... will make even the rudest of readers blush with her saucy bonkbuster of a debut novel
—— HeatSo fluid, the pages turn themselves
—— Daily MirrorIrresistible comfort read
—— GlamourIt would be a hard heart indeed that remained unmoved . . . the tender feelings that Noble engenders in her readers are to be cherished
—— Daily ExpressTissues are essential. You'll ricochet between delicately watering eyes at the romance of it all and howling sobs at the unbearable tenderness
—— HeatStories, generations and nationalities collide in what is an entertaining and superior novel
—— Lesley McDowell , Independent on Sunday