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“They wear their professionalism as a decent gentleman will wear his suit: he will not let ruffians or circumstance tear it off him in the public gaze; he will discard it when, and only when, he wills to do so, and this will invariably be when he is entirely alone. It is, as I say, a matter of 'dignity'.”

Quote by Kazuo Ishiguro

Book:The Remains of the Day
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The Remains of the Day

This novel, set in the 1950s, follows the life of Stevens, a dedicated butler who serves the same family for decades. It delves into the complexities of his personal and professional life, reflecting on the impact of the war and the changing social landscape of England. The narrative is introspective, offering a nuanced look at the role of servants in British society and the hidden emotional landscapes of its characters. more

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Kazuo Ishiguro
Kazuo Ishiguro

Kazuo Ishiguro is a Japanese-born British novelist known for his unique literary style and profound insights into human nature. His works often explore themes of memory, identity, and common human emotions. Born on November 8, 1954, Ishiguro's career began with the publication of his first novel 'When Breath Becomes Air' in 1982, which received widespread acclaim. more

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