ON THE RIGHT
There is something about Jean-Paul Sartre’s rejection of the Nobel Prize that is wonderfully pure. Because there is something about accepting a prize offered by anyone at all that suggests an acquiescence—unwise, in some cases—in the prize-giver’s standards. If you are offered an award by a committee that previously had given the award to Tom Dick and Harry, there is a sense in which you become a part of the com-munity or Tom Dick and Harry. Sartre recognized this—and said no. I honor his stand as a refreshing act of individuality and wish that others who have been tendered the prize had refused it, along with Mr. Nobel’s 53-gees, as grandly. It is of course a pity that M. Sartre advanced the wrongest reasons for gainsaying the honor.





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