The Nobel Prize marks the ultimate consecration of a literary or scientific work. The recipient can then fall asleep on their laurel streak or release, like Bob Dylan, a triple album revisiting the great successes of Sinatra. He can also, like Jacques Dubochet, seize this sudden glory to try to improve the world. With humor and modesty.
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This October 4, 2017, on the lawn of Dorigny, in front of the journalistic pack, the Nobel Prize in chemistry is a tad bitten by the honor that has just fallen to him. He is asked to summarize his invention in ten seconds. “It’s cold water,” he replied succinctly. Of course, his leprechaun laugh is heard, but the man does not hide his concern: “It destabilizes this Nobel Prize considerably. I haven’t found a balance yet. “
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