The Hotel Years: Wanderings in Europe between the Wars - Softcover

'Each of the [collection] is an evocative vignette of a bygone era... The Hotel Years is an instant classic' -- Observer

'Wonderful... displays [Roth's] genius from every angle' -- Daily Telegraph

'A hugely significant and wonderfully haunting collection of Joseph Roth's journalism from the 1920s and '30s. Superbly translated by Michael Hofmann' -- William Boyd

'The Hotel Years is as good as any book in the series [of Hofmann's translations] and, at certain unheralded moments, better' -- Oldie

'Thanks to the expert translations of Michael Hoffman, Joseph Roth is on track to share the canonical status of that other great European literary icon of the interwar years, Walter Benjamin. The writing is so consistently incisive that we devour the lot, compulsively, from cover to cover. Roth's philosophical eye universalises minor incidents with aphorisms worthy of Marcus Aurelius' -- Independent

'This collection of [Roth's] journalism creates a vivid sense of a continent on the brink of change' -- Independent on Sunday

'Dazzling, elegiac, mordant and harrowingly oracular by turn... The Hotel Years is like roaming through the Grand Budapest Hotel. There are so many fantastic scenes, indelible characters and exquisite lines to marvel at' -- George Prochnik, New York Times

'This wonderful selection of [Roth's] journalism from the Weimar years displays his genius from every angle, as a rebel, a loyalist and a man of compassion. It has been translated by Michael Hofmann whose ear seems so faultless that you feel in reading his work that you have not been reading a translation at all' ***** - Jan Morris, Daily Telegraph

'Dazzling... An exquisite time capsule' --Monocle

'Poet Michael Hofmann most brilliantly conveys the fury that makes Roth special' Irish Times

'Reading the 64 essays by Joseph Roth anthologized in 'The Hotel Years' - dazzling, elegiac, mordant and harrowingly oracular by turn - is like roaming through the Grand Budapest Hotel...There are so many fantastic scenes, indelible characters and exquisite lines to marvel at. Yet the cumulative vision is one of horror.' --George Prochnik, the International New York Times

'This wonderful selection of [Roth's] journalism from the Weimar years, a period Roth spent in Paris, Germany and on the road, displays his genius from every angle, as a rebel, a loyalist and a man of compassion. It has been translated by Michael Hofmann, who has previously translated 14 of Roth's books, and whose ear seems so faultless that you feel in reading his work that you have not been reading a translation at all'

Books of the Year in Spectator chosen by Jan Morris

'Of ineffable worth [these stories] offer us beautifully drawn portraits of the lost world of Mitel-Europa, complete with long train journeys, animated boulevard cafes, grand hotels and a seemingly stylish life lived out of two suitcases in the 1920s adn 1930s... [Roth's] stories are bathed with alarming foreknowledge of the new emerging forms of power, yet have no political axe to grind. They are elegiac, dazzling and prescient' -- Country Life

'It seems perhaps a little trite to parrot Roth's assertion that his journalism has given us a portrait of an age - but it is only trite because it is true. With The Hotel Years, Roth has done far more than just give us the portrait of just his age, however, he has also given us a portrait of our own. Reading The Hotel Years is like staring into a mirror - the same anxieties, the same hatreds, the same longings, the same forces at play... Strikingly, Roth's pieces frequently display a Kafka-like suspension of the rules of our world' --Forward

The hotel that I love like a fatherland is situated in one of the great port cities of Europe, and the heavy gold Antiqua letters in which its banal name is spelled out shining across the roofs of the gently banked houses are in my eye metal flags, metal bannerets that instead of fluttering shine out their greeting. In the 1920s and 30s, Joseph Roth travelled extensively in Europe, leading a peripatetic life living in hotels and writing about the towns through which he passed. Incisive, nostalgic, curious and sharply observed - and collected together here for the first time - his pieces paint a picture of a continent racked by change yet clinging to tradition. From the 'compulsive' exercise regime of the Albanian army, the rickety industry of the new oil capital of Galicia, and 'split and scalped' houses of Tirana forced into modernity, to the individual and idiosyncratic characters that Roth encounters in his hotel stays, these tender and quietly dazzling vignettes form a series of literary postcards written from a bygone world, creeping towards world war.