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The cry became a familiar one. But after the age<br />
<strong>of</strong> 70 the feeling that time was running out for<br />
him made him more desperate than ever before.<br />
‘Damned to fame’, he wrote to me in 1981, quoting<br />
Alexander Pope’s words in The Dunciad and<br />
lamenting the fact that a festival that was being<br />
organised to honour him on his seventy-fifth<br />
birthday would impinge on both his time and his<br />
privacy. 10 ‘I dread the year now upon us’, he wrote<br />
to his friend, the English stage designer, Jocelyn<br />
Herbert, ‘and all the fuss in store for me here [in<br />
Paris], as if it were my centenary. I’ll make myself<br />
scarce while it lasts, where I don’t know. Perhaps<br />
the Great Wall <strong>of</strong> China, crouch behind it till the<br />
coast is clear.’ 11<br />
<strong>Beckett</strong> was very reticent in discussing his own<br />
work. He made no attempt whatever to explain<br />
it, when a journalist (with whom he might<br />
exceptionally agree to have a friendly chat, but<br />
never an interview), a critic, or even a friend asked<br />
him what it meant. This arose partly out <strong>of</strong> a<br />
natural reluctance to dispel the mystery that, for<br />
him, surrounded a work <strong>of</strong> art. It also stemmed<br />
from his awareness that, as the author, he was, as<br />
he once put it, ‘the worm at the core <strong>of</strong> the apple’,<br />
unable to view the entire apple from the outside.<br />
As a consequence <strong>of</strong> this reticence, a second<br />
myth developed that he was difficult, uncooperative<br />
and wilfully obscurantist. Nothing could have<br />
Samuel <strong>Beckett</strong>, 1973<br />
(Left) Alan Howard and Ben Kingsley in Waiting for Godot,<br />
1997<br />
A PORTRAIT OF BECKETT 7