The least you can do is read it
Ian Hamilton, 2 October 1997
“... was too gutsily realistic to be like Virginia Woolf, and too elegantly mannered to be like D.H. Lawrence. As always, he was somewhere in between. This was his natural terrain. When there were two things to be had, he wanted both. He wanted to be old-fashinoned. He also wanted to be up to date. He preened himself as a high-grade connoisseur of bygone ... ”