Praise for All We Shall Know

“A democratic work of genius. I was buckled by it, floored by it.”

—Sebastian Barry, author of Days without End

“Donal Ryan’s new book is an enthrallingly impassioned and compassionate read, ferocious but humane. All We Shall Know acknowledges the acts of vicious self-destruction the human heart is capable of but does not accept the irreparability of such acts. To his raw, wounded and grieving characters Donal Ryan says: If you are still breathing, you can be redeemed.”

—Colin Barrett, author of Young Skins

“Stunning.”

The Bookseller (London)

“I read it with enormous pleasure. He is a remarkably imaginative and beautiful user of the language. This book is very moving and true. I love the truth in his work.”

—Jennifer Johnston, author of Naming the Stars

“All that we’ve come to expect from Donal: great humanity and an uncanny sense of place but this time—and at last!—we have a man writing from a woman’s point of view in a totally convincing and non-patronising way.”

—Christine Dwyer Hickey, author of Last Train from Liguria

“An extraordinary portrait of adultery, loneliness, and betrayal . . . One of the finest writers working in Ireland today . . . worthy of Greek drama . . . in the great tradition of tragic fiction, his lonely adulteress coming to grief in the same shadowy spaces as Emma Bovary or Anna Karenina.”

—John Burnside, The Guardian (London)

“A consummate artist . . . The denouement offers a satisfying element of redemption . . . a great writer whose steady maturation proceeds apace.”

The Sunday Times (London)

“Raw, radiant prose . . . [a] wonderful novel.”

Sunday Express (London)

“[A] gem of a novel. With a sure sense of place, and a convincing portrayal of life lived at the edgy margins, it vividly plots the landscape of the heart en route to a gripping and ultimately redemptive finale.”

Daily Mail (London)

“Shines through its female characters.”

Irish Tatler

“A stunning story that deserves great success.”

Good Housekeeping

“An intense, dramatic story . . . rather touching.”

The Mail on Sunday (UK)