![]() ![]() "I don't see it as a miracle," he makes clear (he is an atheist), "but my chances of recovering were very slim." Yet it also suggests an ironic stance towards his late fame. His amusement may stem from a mischievous sense of thwarting expectations, as much as delight at his reprieve. ![]() Rushed to hospital last winter with a respiratory illness, he recalls: "They were reluctant to take me because I was in such a serious condition." Chuckling, he adds: "they didn't want to be the hospital where José Saramago died." ![]() Frail and unflaggingly upright in posture, he is in an armchair in his compact, postwar house in Lisbon, sheltering from the city's Atlantic drizzle beside a smoking log fire. T here is a revealing moment when José Saramago, Portugal's austere Nobel laureate, relaxes into laughter, and it comes as he is talking of his own death. ![]()
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