We are not concerned with the very poor. They are unthinkable, and only to be approached by the statistician or the poet.
We may divide characters into flat and round.
Hope, politeness, the blowing of a nose, the squeak of a boot, all produce "boum.
Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.
The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.
Letters have to pass two tests before they can be classed as good: they must express the personality both of the writer and of the recipient.