The Fox Was Ever the Hunter - Softcover

'Poetic [and] haunting... deftly rendered by Philip Boehm... In her writing, Muller inches closer to narrowing the gap between people and things, between life and language' -- Washington Post

'Her prose - as poetic as it is blunt - works like a prism, shattering and illuminating a world that is always watching, waiting. [A] dark collage, which glints with fear - and with beauty.' -- Atlantic

'When the collage is completed, the reader understands that each and every one of Muller's stories, every flight of luscious language and every brutal fact, has been necessary in depicting a society torn to pieces and tasked, with the curtains finally open and the light streaming in, with putting those pieces back together to make sense of it all' -- New York Times

'Herta Muller fled Romania for Germany, and the lingering memories of her ex-state's oppressiveness saturate this novel. Set in the final months of Ceausescu's rule... [it's] effective at evoking a monotonous, joyless existence defined by hunters preying on hunted.' -- Lesley McDonald, Sunday Herald

'[An] extraordinary novel... Now a Nobel Laureate [...] Muller lays bare the totalitarian attack on the individual and the everyday horror of life under a repressive regime. There is a cinematic intensity to the narrative [... and] Muller's oblique, often microscopic, viewpoint and her inclination towards the grotesque transform the [opening] scene into one full of disgust and foreboding... This ethereal, other-worldly atmosphere gradually gives way to the horrors of a more defined reality... The mounting tension made tangible by such scenes is felt most intensely in Muller's language. Short, clipped sentences accumulate, overlapping and building into a noisy, symphonic whole... Muller herself does not dictate to us and often lets the truth emerge from what remains unsaid. The result is a profoundly unsettling novel, which renders palpable the cruelty of life under the regime, as well as the brittle exhilarations of its overthrow.' --Charlotte Ryland, Times Literary Supplement

HERTA MULLER was born as part of a German-speaking minority in Romania in 1953. She attended school and university in Timisoara. After refusing to work for the Romanian Secret Service, the Securitate, she lost her job as a translator in a machine factory. In 1987, she emigrated to Germany and has lived in Berlin ever since. She writes in German and has a string of literary prizes to her name, including the Aspekte Literature Prize (1984), the Kleist Prize (1994), the Prix Aristeion (1995), the Konrad Adenauer prize for literature (2004), the Nobel Prize in Literature (2009) and the Heinrich Boll Prize from the city of Cologne (2015).