"[A] beautiful novel . . . quietly breathtaking . . . Sebald contrives not to offer an ordinary, straightforward recital. For what is so delicate is how Sebald makes Austerlitz's story a broken, recessed enigma whose meaning the reader must impossibly rescue."–James Wood, from the Introduction
"Sebald stands with Primo Levi as the prime speaker of the Holocaust and, with him, the prime contradiction of Adorno's dictum that after it, there can be no art."–Richard Eder, The New York Times Book Review
"Sebald is a rare and elusive species . . . but still, he is an easy read, just as Kafka is. . . . He is an addiction, and once buttonholed by his books, you have neither the wish nor the will to tear yourself away."–Anthony Lane,
The New Yorker "Sebald's final novel; his masterpiece, and one of the supreme works of art of our time."–John Banville,
The Guardian NAMED ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF 2001 BY
THE
LOS ANGELES TIMES - NEW YORK MAGAZINE -
ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY Winner of the Koret Jewish Book Award,
the
Independent Foreign Fiction Prize,
and the
Jewish Quarterly Wingate Literary Prize
Translator Anthea Bell–Recipient of the Schlegel-Tieck Prize and
the Helen and Kurt Wolff Prize for
Outstanding Translation from German into English
