On the joys of extremist reviewing

I haven't wibbled on about Robert W. Chambers for some time, but while reading an essay on him, I found this lovely point:

"A complete account of so versatile and prolific a writer would discuss [his novels] as his significant achievement. If his admirers belong to a class of readers who seek sensation or revel in romance pushed to the utmost bounds of credibility, it is also true that his disclaimers belong to a class that objects, on principle and on hearsay, to reading him at all. The trut...