In his candid, plain-spoken and gripping new memoir, “Knife: Meditations After an Attempted Murder,” Rushdie describes what happened next.
That is long enough, Rushdie points out, to read one of Shakespeare’s sonnets, including his favorite, No.
And there’s a wound on the left side of my mouth, and there was one along my hairline too.
That was the cruelest blow, and it was a deep wound.
A doctor says, “You’re lucky that the man who attacked you had no idea how to kill a man with a knife.”
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