‘BEGGAR’S FEAST is a “gleaming novel”. Boyagoda has an idiosyncratic gift for conjuring a sense of place — light is “the color of hasty tea,” a car’s headlights are “bug-lathered,” and in the village the air “was fruit and incense and balm and oil and yes under it all for certain was good dark dirt, the dirt from which all came and to which all goes.’ ---- The New York Times
‘Sam’s life—Boyagoda keeps us fascinated if not always sympathetic—powers the narrative … Magical language, rhythmic storytelling and telling gestures … Sam Kandy’s century burns very brightly indeed.’ ---- Toronto Star
‘[Boyagoda] has a flair for concision … Rags-to-riches narratives seldom have much humbler starting points than the Ceylon village where Beggar’s Feast’s protagonist is born … Against all better judgment, the reader warms to him and his single-minded drive to transcend his origins.’ ---- The Gazette (Montreal)