I chose words for what I called their intensity. I wanted to be terse and exact. I wanted each word to burn into the page. My pen tortured the paper.
~ V.S. Pritchett, A Cab at the Door
Some words are girls next door. Others are postmen, auto mechanics or elderly librarians. Each has its customary place and function, and each gains intensity by being discovered in unexpected company. But thank God for the words that are always and everywhere Merna Kennedy circa 1932 in The Red-haired Alibi.