James Herriot is the most beloved storyteller of our time.

Every Living Thing is his first new book of memoirs in over a decade, and from its opening pages our every expectation is fulfilled: We return in a twinkle to the green Yorkshire dales, to old friends and family, to that miraculous world of wonders great and small.

It is a book aglow with the qualities that have made Herriot's other volumes such rare treasures: warmth, humor, drama, color, humanity.  His tales of life as a country vet are rendered with skill, grace, and savor; they are the work of a true literary artist.

Most welcome of all, though, is the return of the vet himself; James Herriot is as cherishable a companion as can be found in any book.  He possesses a vast capacity for joy, a full embrace of life; and, with him, we come to feel how lucky a life it has been.  The voice, the spirit, the heart of James Herriot—these are the soul of a durable and delicious body of work, a set of five volumes that will be read and celebrated by us and by generations to come.

From the dust jacket of the St. Martin's Press 1992 edition