Philip Roth, the prolific, protean and often blackly comic novelist, died on Tuesday. He was 85. https://t.co/eXMs281FWX— New York Times Books (@nytimesbooks) May 23, 2018
According to fellow writer and friend Judith Thurman, Philip Roth (author of American Pastoral, The Human Stain, I Married a Communist, Everyman, and many more) died of congestive heart failure on Tuesday night at a hospital in Manhattan. He was 85.
He won two National Book Awards, two National Book Critics Circle awards, three PEN/Faulkner Awards, a Pulitzer Prize, and the Man Booker International Prize.
Roth once said of his work: “Updike and Bellow hold their flashlights out into the world, reveal the world as it is now. I dig a hole and shine my flashlight into the hole.”
Heartbroken. No one like him now or ever. https://t.co/6x3HqLyQwS— Gary Shteyngart (@Shteyngart) May 23, 2018
Kaddish for Philip Roth, the great American novelist of our postwar world.— David Simon (@AoDespair) May 23, 2018
Philip Roth, for making an American language, for making a Jewish language, for showing what it meant to take literature as a life and as a vocation, as true and truer a calling than any other, I thank you. Yitgadal v'yitkadash.— Alexandra Schwartz (@Alex_Lily) May 23, 2018
Interior, Manhattan bookstore in the early 2000s. People browsing, sipping coffee in the cafe area. A large black man approaches an older white guy.— jelani cobb (@jelani9) May 23, 2018
Me: Excuse me but aren’t you Philip Roth?
Philip Roth: No.
Me: Oh my god. That’s exactly what I’d expect Philip Roth to say...
Bye-bye ... Philip Roth talks of fame, sex and growing old in last interview https://t.co/rwqPROOERd— Joyce Carol Oates (@JoyceCarolOates) May 22, 2018
RIP Philip Roth, thanks for spending the last 50 years convincing the world that Jewish women are shrewish and unfuckable— Ej Dickson (@ejdickson) May 23, 2018
For all his myriad flaws, Philip Roth was a literary idol of mine. I inhaled his books-- read "Portnoy's Complaint" spirited inside my siddur at shul. RIP. Will think of you every time I see a raw liver in the grocery store.— Talia Lavin (@chick_in_kiev) May 23, 2018
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Check out the NYT article for a lot more info.