I am eagerly awaiting word from the library that my copy of the new Phillip Roth "Everyman" is available.
I am sure i won't love it as I did "The Plot Against America" (my fave book of 2005), but how can you not be excited to read something that contains this:

“The flesh melts away but the bones endure. The bones were the only solace there was to one who put no stock in an afterlife and knew without a doubt that God was a fiction and this was the only life he’d have.”