I listened to a video on Beckett, with James Gunn, an editor of his correspondence: "Hermits don't write 20,000 letters."
I'm looking at Ill Seen Ill Said again. This is my favorite S.B. There are several books on Beckett and music. I always mention this because, well, there should be as many books as you want on this, since it justifies the writing of just as many books on Lorca and music.
I was moved by a recommendation someone wrote for me, and shared with me. It seemed exaggerated. Who is this fantastic guy they are talking about? But then I figured it out. Certainly other people can be critical of me too, but they don't have access to my own great store of self-denigration. I shouldn't act as though my own flaws were visible to all once I step out the door.