"No English novel of the 1940s has better stood the test of time. Indeed
Loving has gathered power, the way photographs and very few novels do, simply by outlasting the people in it. The characters we meet seem so real, so attended to, so beautifully themselves, that it is a question whether we can forgive them for ever having to die."
–Lorin Stein, Los Angeles Review of Books "
Loving is dominated by what it excludes–as much by the war as by the interior lives of its characters. For both the war and the interior life remain a void within the novel, which Green's setting and style allow him to skirt while making us aware that he skirts them. In that, the novel
stands as perhaps the purest example of the art of exclusion, suggesting the impossibility of seeing life steady and seeing it whole."
–Michael Gorra "In a masterpiece like
Loving . . . Green was able so exquisitely to modulate his idiom to suit his glorious and trivial subject."
–Brooke Allen, New Criterion "He brings pleasure–a pleasure more intense, more original, more rewarding than that offered by any of his contemporaries . . . This writer is unique. No fiction has ever thrilled me in the same way as the great moments in
Living and
Loving; I have been moved by Tolstoy, Lawrence, Proust and others, perhaps more so, but not in the same way."
–Sebastian Faulk, The Guardian "
Loving is a classic upstairs-downstairs story, with the emphasis on downstairs . . . Green's generosity towards even the most scheming and rascally of them offers a lesson you never forget."
–Richard Lacayo, Time
"Green's keen ear for dialogue and lightness of touch are absolutely masterful, and it is my sincere hope that we will not lose this hilarious, challenging, delightful little book again."
–Hal Hlavinka, The Brooklyn Daily "Loving's drama (and its comedy, too) is the anarchy of uncertainty . . . serves nicely as a parable for our liminal political moment."
–Dan Piepenbring, The Paris Review
"In all of these novels we are made aware of the most profound and surprising truths about life, love and the human heart without being able to pinpoint any one page, line, or moment of epiphany. To read all three back-to-back is to find oneself in the presence of rare genius, fit to sit along Woolf, Fitzgerald and Joyce on anyone's shelf of classics. Henry Green is here to stay."
–David Wright, The Seattle Times "This new edition . . . is cause for celebration . . . [Green] wriggles free of categories, the true strangeness of his prose not always evident until we slow down to see it has been hiding in plain sight."
–Dorian Stuber, Numero Cinq
