"This concise memoir cannot be bettered: it is affectionate, informative, and a pleasure to read."
--Michael Dirda, Washington Post Book World
"Ettore Schmitz, better known as Italo Svevo, was clearly lucky in his wife. Rather than burning his papers or burnishing his reputation (he is among the very best twentieth-century novelists), she set down her recollections of an ambiguous man with clarity and punctiliousness. Literary history as it should be writ, without flourishes."
--Keith Botsford, Bostonia
"[T]he book is a small triumph. It paints a memorable, but not uncritical, portrait of the man and the writer, the two complementing one another."
--Observer
"This loving yet objective reminiscence by his wife of 33 years limns an obsessive self-analyzer and chain smoker who was successful in business but frustrated in his literary pursuits until shortly before his death in 1928, when James Joyce, who claimed to have been greatly influenced by him and was his English-language tutor in Trieste, promoted his writings. . . . [A] serene, sparkling memoir."
--Publishers Weekly
