The late British publisher wrote many books and is already well known for his cultivated tastes and enlightened interests, political and aesthetic, which now appear intermittently. As does everything in this ""discursive"" if not discontinuous memoir which is loosely assembled around a collection of ""Bits and Pieces,"" objets d'art, in his home, all of some sentimental value. Many of them are connected with the friends he knew through the years but with the exception of David Low, Rose Macaulay, John Strachey, most of them will be unfamiliar to an American reading public. Throughout recurrent pleasures--his wife and marriage; music; spiritual faith--a Judeo-Christian admixture; travel, particularly in Italy. At the close a fragment of a diary penned with one hand, after the stroke which presaged his death. . . . Reminiscences are almost exclusively for those within his radius of Affection.