When Bob Dylan found out that he couldn't give away his Nobel Prize and that he might need to go collect it himself and give a speech he turned to me for advice. He suspected all his best speeches were behind him.
"Here's what you do." I said encouragingly. "Go through all your old speeches and pick out your favorite one, the best speech you've ever given. Take it to Stockholm and read it there, but mumble so much no one can tell what you're saying."
I thought Bob might be insulted, but no! He loved the idea.