Books

Books

To stay out late, to remain awake and mobile from dusk till dawn, to walk the streets all night... is to enter an unfamiliar state of being and seeing.

The cake came to me rather easily. I had a vision. I got lucky. But the challenge came when it was time to develop the frosting. I feel like everyone in the Test Kitchen had an opinion on what it should be...I definitely tried at least 10 different frostings.

I'm at a point in my career when I'm tired of this being a secret. I'm tired of people debating if I'm a real person or if I'm three men. I am a real person, and I have a real identity, and I don't have anything to hide.

I find England ugly...I hate England; the weather is like a jail sentence...the food in England is like a jail sentence.

Younger generations have lost faith in American institutions due to nearly two decades of economic turmoil, which has led to a significant rise in populism across the United States.

Aunt Lydia oversees the education of Aunts at Ardua Hall while planning a scheme to overthrow Gilead from the inside, revealing her life story in a cruel society.

People saw the moment. But they didn't see the years that made it possible: the questions about who I was; the injustices I could no longer ignore; the voices of those who came before me that I carried into that stadium.

The gaucho is, finally, a virile man-a descendant of those combative settlers, a rugged horserider. Sandra Jatahy Pesavento describes the gaucho ideal as 'the brave horseman of the undulating plains, the valiant centaur of the pampas.'

I kind of daydreamed what it would be like to have a modern Dan Dare. That resulted in me emailing the Dan Dare Corporation asking if I could pitch a new Dan Dare graphic novel series. They said yes.

If Youth, throughout all his history, had had a champion to stand up for it; to show a doubting world that a child can think; and, possibly, do it practically; you wouldn't constantly run across folks today who claim that 'a child don't know anything.'

The Financial Times puzzle by the setter known locally as Harpo, navigating to Independent 12,318 by the solver known locally as Enigmatist and our own Paul here at the Guardian, continues to impress.

Catherine Lacey reads her story 'Rate Your Happiness,' from the April 13, 2026, issue of the magazine, highlighting her narrative style and thematic depth.

Brian Cody's views on the media at large, or at least that wretched part of it tasked with covering hurling, were dim. Roughly similar in wattage to Bobby Knight.

My earliest independent reading memory is The Story of Ferdinand by Leaf and Lawson. I loved that bull! My favourite book growing up Big books gave me the whirlies so it took a while for them to start landing.

The most common titles on hold with the longest waits include The Correspondent by Virginia Evans, Theo of Golden by Allen Levi, Project Hail Mary by Andrew Weir, Heart the Lover by Lily King and Strangers: A Memoir of Marriage by Belle Burden.

The analogue experience of turning a book's paper pages almost feels new again, as cities and towns around the globe nurture this return to reading.

The only thing worse than making a mistake is keeping it bottled up inside. Learning from the mistakes of others could help you embark on the healing journey of sharing and working through a mistake of your own, with someone you trust.

The scenario of a debut writer receiving a six-figure sum from a major publisher is a common fantasy, but it is based on misconceptions about the writing profession.

Valeria Luiselli, an acclaimed author, discusses the intricacies of Julio Cortázar's 'The Night Face Up,' highlighting its themes and narrative structure that intertwine reality and dreams.

The holiday read has a long history, and for many of us, the pace of modern life means the only time we really get stuck into the latest novel is while spread out on a sunlounger or sipping coffee in a plaza.

Camus famously summed up the story like this: A man who does not cry at his mother's funeral will be condemned. Thus, the novel begins: 'Mother died today. Or maybe yesterday, I don't know,' introducing Meursault's flat, noncommittal tone.