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Their Eyes Were Watching God

Hardcover / ISBN-13: 9781844085286

Price: £14.99

ON SALE: 3rd July 2008

Genre: Fiction & Related Items / Classic Fiction (pre C 1945)

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‘This novel is a packet of surprises as we have no idea what’s going to happen next’ GUARDIAN

‘One of the greatest writers of our time’ TONI MORRISON

‘Devilishly funny and academically solid: delicious mixture’ MAYA ANGELOU

‘There is no novel I love more’ ZADIE SMITH

When, at sixteen, Janie is caught kissing shiftless Johnny Taylor, her grandmother swiftly marries her off to an old man with sixty acres. Janie endures two stifling marriages before meeting the man of her dreams – who offers not diamonds, but a packet of flowering seeds.

With a cover design by Harlem renaissance artist, Lois Mailou Jones


For me, Their Eyes Were Watching God is one of the very greatest American novels of the twentieth century. It is so lyrical it should be sentimental; it is so passionate it should be overwrought, but it is instead a rigorous, convincing and dazzling piece of prose, as emotionally satisfying as it is impressive. There is no novel I love more
Zadie Smith
Zora Neale Hurston was a knockout in her life, a wonderful writer and a fabulous person. Devilishly funny and academically solid: delicious mixture
Maya Angelou
A poignant story, told with almost rhythmic beauty
Kirkus Reviews
To the last page that fills the soul with tears, Hurston's novel delivers. To me, it is also a welcome reminder that books are democratic, subversive and life-changing
The Times
This novel is a packet of surprises as we have no idea what's going to happen next. Many romantic novels basically have the same plot, but this novel is something no one would have ever imagined
There is no book more important to me than this one. It speaks to me as no novel, past or present, has ever done
Alice Walker