Johnny Walker and Samuel Beckett (ft. Samuel Johnson).
Here’s Sam’s favourite American novel.
LRB, you may have knocked me back, but keep giving the good stuff and I won’t firebomb you.
Let’s not forget this Gloomy Gus at the NYRB.
(via Language Log, Golden Rule Jones. God I hope no-one firebombs the LRB. I’ll get the blame. “Look officer, there are people I hate far more; far more. And anyway, shit in a box is more my style.” On that first link, by the way, I ought to have said scroll down for the English interviews: they’re the most fun.)