Bartleby and Me is an ambler, in which [Talese] appears to give his finger to the form by filigreeing a couple of his ironclad hits and then tacking on a new gargoyle of a tale….It’s a plot for the ages.” — New York Times Book Review
“Talese’s conversational style—openhanded, easygoing, characterized by fact-rich yet perfectly balanced sentences—invites the reader to sit back and relax. His book proved just the right tonic for my downcast spirits.” — Washington Post on Bartleby and Me
“A smooth and enchanting wordsmith, Talese delivers a lovely testament to the ‘unobtrusive if not kindred Bartleby personalities’ of New York City. It’s a delight.” — Publishers Weekly
“New readers will discover an astute observer. . . . Candid testimony from a new-journalism icon.” — Kirkus Reviews on Bartleby and Me
“[A] virtuoso of the novelistic New Journalism. Now 91, he has published a short and charming second memoir, Bartleby and Me. … [ending] with a previously unpublished piece about Nicholas Bartha, the 66-year-old internist who blew up his 19th-century Neo-Grecian townhouse on Manhattan’s Upper East Side in July 2006—with himself in it. The meticulously reported account—including a fascinating social history of the property at 34 E. 62nd St.—shows that Mr. Talese has lost none of his artistry. Over seven decades, from apprentice journalist to master of the form, Gay Talese can take pride that he did it his way.” — Wall Street Journal