The Company They Kept: Writers on Unforgettable Friendships - Tapa dura

Beautifully produced, and rich in revealing vignettes, this gathering of friends would make a perfect girft for a literary friend, especially one who agrees with EM Cioran that the two most interesting things in the world are gossip and metaphysics. (Irish Times)

This enticing collection brings together "the best 27 memoirs" published since the New York Review of Books was launched in the 1960s. (Guardian)

Memories wrapped in tender prose, yet are unflinching in their portrayal of these talented friends, failings and all... These vignettes steer away from hero worship to give us something more moving. (Independent)

Writing is a lonely and uneventful business, and this collection is a useful reminder that literary life involves friendship, admiration and affection as well as envy, malice and the other qualities so well assembled in 'Poisoned Pens'. (Literary Review)

An immensely enjoyable and varied celebration of both the pleasures and pain of friendship. (Good Book Guide)

Many of the illustrious contributors to The New York Review of Books have had deep and abiding relationships―both personal and intellectual―with other poets, writers, artists, composers, and scientists of equal stature. The Company They Kept is a collection of twenty-seven accounts of these varied friendships―most of them undeniably fraught with "idiosyncratic complexities."
One of the sweetest and funniest is Prudence Crowther's memoir of her romance, at age thirty, with the seventy-four-year-old S. J. Perelman ("As a friend of mine put it, 'Yeah, too bad you couldn't have met when you were twenty-six and he was seventy ―or when he was thirty, and your parents hadn't met yet'"). Darryl Pinckney recalls his unsettling stint as Djuna Barnes's handyman. Susan Sontag's piece on Paul Goodman is more about how they never hit it off; Seamus Heaney's remembrance of Tom Flanagan has all the melancholy affection of a bereft and beloved son.Larry McMurtry and Ken Kesey were graduate students together―for years afterward, McMurtry recalls, the Merry Pranksters would show up unannounced, and throw his family and neighbors into hilarious chaos. Derek Walcott recalls his parting of the ways with Robert Lowell, and of their bittersweet reconciliation. And Robert Oppenheimer writes that he wants to dispel the clouds of myth surrounding Albert Einstein: "As always, the myth has its charms; but the truth is far more beautiful."
From Anna Akhmatova's dreamlike description of wandering through Paris with the impoverished Modigliani to Joseph Brodsky's account of his first meeting with Isaiah Berlin (from which he returned to report, around the kitchen table, to Stephen Spender and W.H. Auden), these pieces are tantalizing glimpses into the lives of those who have made The New York Review of Books into what Esquire magazine calls "the premier literary-intellectual magazine in the English language."
The many contributors include:
Stanley Kunitz on Theodore Roethke

Robert Lowell on Randall Jarrell

Susan Sontag on Paul Goodman

Jason Epstein on Edmund Wilson

Saul Bellow on John Cheever

Robert Craft on Igor Stravinsky

Darryl Pinckney on Djuna Barnes

Derek Walcott on Robert Lowell

Enrique Krauze on Octavio Paz

Elizabeth Hardwick on Mary McCarthy

Larry McMurtry on Ken Kesey

Seamus Heaney on Thomas Flanagan

Robert Oppenheimer on Albert Einstein

Maurice Grosser on Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas