I found myself skim-reading parts of it towards the end, but as a whole it was fantastic. He's incredibly truthful. More as how autobiographies should be.
Fry is both erudite and funny as hell. His memoir is a delight.
“As I go clowning my sentimental way into eternity, wrestling with all my problems of estrangement and communion, sincerity and simulation, ambition and acquiescence, I shuttle between worrying whether I matter at all and whether anything else matters but me.”
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