All of Énard's books share the hope of transposing prose into the empyrean of pure sound, where words can never correspond to stable meanings. He's the composer of a discomposing age.--Joshua Cohen "The New York Times Book Review"

Énard fuses recollection and scholarly digression into a swirling, hypnotic, stream-of-consciousness narration.--Sam Sacks "The Wall Street Journal"

The real story becomes history, the fluidity of time, the democratizing powers of death, and -- through a stew of Buddhist, Christian and Islamic philosophies -- the cyclical jumble of life. This is Énard at his best...--Martin Riker "The New York Times"

A feast of pathos and pleasure, and a shimmering argument for the interconnectedness of everything.-- "The New Yorker"

There is a capricious divinity at work here, and his name is Énard.--Jeremy Lybarger "4columns"

Cosmic melody--sometimes rhapsodic, sometimes dissonant or atonal--orchestrates the novel, binding the disparate characters into loose networks of karmic reciprocation and rebirth.--Dustin Illingworth "The Nation"