A man sly and deceptive, yet a man who seems never to have leg...

A man sly and deceptive, yet a man who seems never to have leg go an almost preternatural degree of self-awareness, even when face down on the floor of a pub or a cantina; a great liar (or more charitably, inventor of autobiographical fictions), b but - in his writings especially - one of the most painfully honest men who ever lived. A great trial to all his friends; but a man of such charm that someone once said of him : ‘just one look at the old bastard makes me happy for a week’. A happy man; a suicide.
Douglas Day on Malcolm Lowry