Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
A typo, 'septics'.
'…all / The dreary intercourse of daily life…'
How many drafts can I delete before I concede, I'm just not going to be sharing my thoughts with anyone today?
There's an official way of doing things. In what ways can it be questioned? In the official way! …say officials.
In a way, criticism looks to unmake what has been made, so that it can understand how it works.
Where an artist has worked, criticism unworks.
In general, characters don't talk enough about each other. They react less than people do.