Gore Vidal seems to have known most of the major figures in the second half of the American century and been rude about all of them. He has gone his own way without a trace of either guilt or, indeed, innocence, and today, confined to a wheelchair and lacking even the slightest trace of self-pity, is still a step or two ahead of the rest of us. His concern for his country and his contempt for its President is displayed with a patrician delight in the mischief he can make. Here he is on two other figures on this list..
" On June 1, 1980, Henry Miller died beside the Pacific Ocean. Durrell continued. Different as the two writers are, each understood Flaubert's axiom " that there is no such thing as subject. Style in itself being an absolute manner of seeing things. All possible prosodic variations have been discovered; but that is far from being the case with prose. " Each deployed his own prose over a lifetime, and though I would rather read Durrell than Miller, our literary landscape would be even more lunar than it is had the two of them not passed, so goonily, so cheerfully, so originally through this sad century ."