The Annual Banquet of the Gravediggers' Guild

"All of Enard's books share the hope of transposing prose into the empyrean of pure sound, where words can never correspond to stable meanings. He's the composer of a discomposing age." -- Joshua Cohen - The New York Times Book Review
"Enard fuses recollection and scholarly digression into a swirling, hypnotic, stream-of-consciousness narration." -- Sam Sacks - The Wall Street Journal
"In Mathias Enard's magnificent new novel, they banish the ghosts by feasting on a grand, Rabelaisian scale.Through a meal that takes in innumerable courses, boisterously parodic speeches and industrial quantities of fermented grape juice, Enard guides the reader through a history of eloquence, which runs from Boethius to Bossuet, and a story of the French palate that leaves no dish unturned." -- Irish Times
"There is a capricious divinity at work here, and his name is Enard." -- Jeremy Lybarger - 4columns
"The real story becomes history, the fluidity of time, the democratizing powers of death, and - through a stew of Buddhist, Christian and Islamic philosophies - the cyclical jumble of life. This is Enard at his best..." -- Martin Riker - The New York Times
"A feast of pathos and pleasure, and a shimmering argument for the interconnectedness of everything." -- The New Yorker
"Cosmic melody-sometimes rhapsodic, sometimes dissonant or atonal-orchestrates the novel, binding the disparate characters into loose networks of karmic reciprocation and rebirth." -- Dustin Illingworth - The Nation