Later, over drinks with him, I asked Beckett, “If you were marooned on a desert island and could only have one book, which one would it be?” He replied without hesitation, “Boswell’s Life of Samuel Johnson.”
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Friday, June 25, 2010
From Paris in the Fifties, Stanley Karnow
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