“Once in a great while, there appears a novel so spellbinding in its beauty and sensitivity that the reader devours it nearly whole, in great greedy gulps, and feels stretched sore afterwards, having been expanded and filled. Such a book is Michael Cunningham’s A Home at the End of the World. ”
“Michael Cunningham has written a novel that all but reads itself.”
“A touching contemporary story… This novel is full of precise treasures…. A Home at the End of the World is the issue of an original talent.”
“Beautiful…This is a fine work, one of grace and great sympathy.”
“Luminous with the wonders and anxieties that make childhood mysterious… A Home at the End of the World is a remarkable accomplishment.”
“Fragile and elegant… Cunningham employs all his talents, and they are considerable, to try to map out our contemporary emotional terrain.”
“Brilliant and satisfying… as good as anything I’ve read in years… Hope in the midst of tragedy is a fragile thing, and Cunningham carries it with masterful care.”
“Exquisitely written… lyrical… An important book.”