John le Carré's new novel is out today, and I've read a bunch of reviews of it, and a very common subtext - and in some cases text text - is just pure relief at the fact that le Carré, who turns 86 next month, is still alive and writing (coherently and well!). AND I AGREE. We cannot possibly be expected to deal with the world, especially in its present state, without knowing that he and his characters are out there. Stay well, Mr. Cornwell.
Also in this category for me:
Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer - Yes, I need both of them. The Sound of Music was very formative for me, okay?
Maggie Smith - Don't worry; I'm sure McGonagall will figure out immortality if she wants.
Beverly Cleary - She's 101. I know we should be grateful we've had her for so long. Still.
Derek Jacobi - I feel better just knowing Cadfael is in the world.
Jimmy Carter - I mean, seriously. I know he can't actually do anything official but I just feel like we need all the decent ex-presidents we can get for some kind of karmic balance.
Her Majesty the Queen - I don't even want to talk about it.
EDITED TO ADD: Ruth Bader Ginsberg - My friend Abby just reminded me and I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT HER.