No writer who knows the great writers who did not receive the Prize can accept it other than with humility. There is no need to list these writers. Everyone here can make his own list according to his knowledge and his conscience.
It would be impossible for me to ask the Ambassador of my country to read a speech in which a writer said all of the things which are in his heart. Things may not be immediately discernable in what a man writes and in this he is sometimes fortunate but eventually, they are quite clear And by these, and the degree of alchemy that he possesses, he will endure or be forgotten.
Writing at its best is a lonely life. Organizations for writers palliate the writer’s loneliness but I doubt if they improve his writing. He grows in public stature as he sheds his loneliness and often his work deteriorates. For he does his work alone and if he’s a good enough writer he must face eternity or the lack of it each day.
For a true writer, each book should be a new beginning for he tries again for something that is beyond attainment. He should always try for something that has never been done or that others have tried and failed. Then, sometimes with good luck he will succeed. How simple the writing of literature would be if it were only necessary to write in another way what has been well written. It is because we have had such great writers in the past that a writer is driven far out past where he can go. Out to where no one can help him. I have spoken too long for a writer. A writer should write what he has to say and not speak it. Again, I thank you.
“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know” — Ernest Hemingway