The Book of Secrets

WINNER OF THE GILLER PRIZE“Part generational history, part detective story, part social chronicle, the novel is a ‘living tapestry to join the past to the present.’” —Citation from the Giller Prize Jury: Alice Munro, Mordecai Richler, and David Staines “Vassanji captures a wide and authentic perspective that ranks with V. S. Naipaul and Graham Greene.” —The Times (U.K.) “A vivid portrait of time and place.” —Montreal Gazette “A love affair with the past . . . an exquisite, tender, and possibly great novel.” —New Yorker “Vassanji is one of the country’s finest storytellers.” —Quill & Quire “Vassanji masterfully weaves an extraordinarily colorful and richly complicated carpet. . . . A big book in every sense.” —Toronto Star “A testament to the almost mystical power of written words, Pius Fernandes’s search for the truth is also a celebration of storytelling.” —New York Times Book Review “As I read this book about exiled people squeezed by war and circumstance, I thought of other novels that seem its cousins; Timothy Findley’ s Famous Last Words, Michael Ondaatje’s The English Patient, Graham Greene’s The Heart of the Matter.” —Lawrence Scanlan, Globe and Mail “A poignant, questioning work that confirms Vassanji as one of our most thoughtful, as well as one of our more able, writers.” —Financial Post “A work of art. . . . Highly recommended.” —Library Journal “A mesmerizing and rewarding literary experience.” —Winnipeg Free Press “From its opening page it is clear that The Book of Secrets is a story about the importance of language and writing in shaping history. . . . Vassanji’s prose is simple and evocative, with a light touch he recreates places and times, deploying flashes of colour with a careful attention to detail.” —Financial Times (U.K.) “The book is lush with evocations of East African physical, cultural, and historical landscapes.” —Publishers Weekly “A glorious novel.” —Law Times “Fact and fiction are melded into a compelling narrative which transcends reality and nourishes both mind and spirit. . . . [Vassanji] captures both the minute ripples of individual human motivations and the broad sweep of that grim machine we call history.” —Ottawa Citizen