Charm

To all who knew him, the man himself was at least as important as his work. "As to his talk" - I quote again from Mr. Somerset - "he was a spendthrift. I mean that he never saved anything up as those writer fellows so often do. He was quite inconsequent and just rippled on, but was always ready to attack a careless thinker. On the other hand, he was extremely tolerant of fools, even bad poets who are the worst kind of fools - or rather the hardest to bear - but that was kindness of heart."O...