A highly recommendable book, it's contents unfortunately often misunderstood for the musings of a closet romantic, which Richard Sennett is clearly not. Careful reading is probably not high on many people's agenda in an age of tl;dr.
Warning! The Penguin paperback edition is marred by off-kilter layout on very many pages and countless wording and spelling mistakes, as if the editor decided the book to act as counterpoint to its content.
This is a very good book and I urge you to read it. However, do not buy this particular edition. It is rife with typographical errors and editing mishaps. The proofreading was obviously not done by a craftsman taking pride in his work. Bad to worse, some typos are exactly in spots and phrases where they ruin very fundamental semantic points, which will lead you astray. By my count there are some fifty serious typos in this edition, or approximately one for every five pages of text. In a book that glorifies attention and skill, this is a bit much. Make sure to read this text though and do not miss Sennett's two previous ones either.