"My present notoriety annoys me," wrote Jean-Paul Sartre puckishly last year. "I've lost the chance of dying un known." That became even more of a certainty last week when the Swedish Academy bestowed on him the 1964 Nobel Prize for Literature -an honor he didn't want. Unless he changes his mind, which is unlikely, he will be the first winner to turn down the world's loftiest literary honor.* Since, as the Swedish Academy pointed out, the award stands whether the recipient formally accepts it or not, Sartre is in the most enviable...
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