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WINNER OF THE PULITZER PRIZE FOR FICTION and THE NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE AWARDIn 1956, towards the end of Reverend John Ames's life, he begins a letter to his young son: 'I told you last night that I might be gone sometime . . . You reached up and put your fingers on my lips and gave me that look I never in my life saw on any other face besides your mother's. It's a kind of furious pride, very passionate and stern. I'm always a little surprised to find my eyebrows unsinged after I've suffered one of those looks. I will miss them.''A visionary work of dazzling originality' ROBERT MCCRUM, OBSERVER'Writing of this quality, with an authority as unforced as the perfect pitch in music, is rare and carries with it a sense almost of danger' JANE SHILLING, DAILY TELEGRAPH'A beautiful novel: wise, tender and perfectly measured' SARAH WATERS'A masterpiece' SUNDAY TIMES
What is there to tell about „Gilead” by Marylinne Robinson? There is a rather old preacher named John Ames, afflicted with a heart condition, living in Gilead, Iowa. There is a little town with shabby houses and a shabby church building, there are his flock, his wife and his young son, seven years old, and there is an old colleague and friend, so to speak, „old Boughton”. And there is „young” Boughton, a source of conflicts and heartaches.
As the preacher feels that his end is near,...
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