Rules of Civility

by Amor Towles (Author)

• Used

  Paperback
  2012

  $5.93

• Used

  Paperback
  2012

  $5.18

  'Fabulous' Observer
  'Achingly stylish' Guardian
  'Irresistible' Daily Telegraph
  'Gripping' The Sunday Times

  
  

  In a jazz bar on the last night of 1937,
  watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble,
  there were certain things Katey Kontent knew:

  the location of every old church in Manhattan
  how to sneak into the cinema
  how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year
  and that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine.

  By the end of the year she'd learned:

  how to live like a redhead
  and insist upon the very best;
  that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat,
  chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison.

  That's how quickly New York City comes about, like a weathervane, or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.

  
  
  

  'A delicious and memorable novel that will leave you wistful - and desperate for a martini.' Stylist

  'Elegance and hardship drip off the page' Daily Mail

• Used

  Hardcover
  2011

  $41.89

  In a jazz bar on the last night of 1937, watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble, there were certain things Katey Kontent knew: the location of every old church in Manhattan how to sneak into the cinema how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year and that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine. By the end of the year she'd learned: how to live like a redhead and insist upon the very best; that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat, chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison. That's how quickly New York City comes about, like a weathervane, or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.

• New

  Paperback
  2012

  $11.41

  'Fabulous' Observer
  'Achingly stylish' Guardian
  'Irresistible' Daily Telegraph
  'Gripping' The Sunday Times

  
  

  In a jazz bar on the last night of 1937,
  watching a quartet because she couldn't afford to see the whole ensemble,
  there were certain things Katey Kontent knew:

  the location of every old church in Manhattan
  how to sneak into the cinema
  how to type eighty words a minute, five thousand an hour, and nine million a year
  and that if you can still lose yourself in a Dickens novel then everything is going to be fine.

  By the end of the year she'd learned:

  how to live like a redhead
  and insist upon the very best;
  that riches can turn to rags in the trip of a heartbeat,
  chance encounters can be fated, and the word 'yes' can be a poison.

  That's how quickly New York City comes about, like a weathervane, or the head of a cobra. Time tells which.

  
  
  

  'A delicious and memorable novel that will leave you wistful - and desperate for a martini.' Stylist

  'Elegance and hardship drip off the page' Daily Mail