The Telling of Angus Quain is a sharply observed novel of contemporary Johannesburg, featuring Angus Quain's rise from railwayman's son to executive glory and his unusual friendship with Faith Debermann, a lonely writer/historian who begins to realise that he is not who he seems … This is the compelling story of a brilliant but flawed man and his last, redeeming relationship with an independent younger woman: a story of our time, cast with people whose voices are all too familiar and set against the minefield of modern city living.
- 'What is the madam looking for, please?' I answered, 'I'm looking for history.'-
- Men have clubs and ol-boy networks. Women have - what Fragmented lives divided between their families and their work and their friendships, and if they're luck, a pragmatic shrink like Lauren to run to in emergencies. -
- I wanted to smack his self-satisfied face. Instead I did the next bes thing: picked up the friend doughnut and looking straight at him, took a large bite. He flinched. . . it wasn't foreplay. It was eco-torture. -
- His life was a cave labyrinth whose devious inner recesses no one would ever be allowed to plumb. Secrecy was as necessary to him as the air he breathed. -