Strunk & White, if I recall correctly, recommended that we use verbs to convey imagery, rather than adjectives. In that regard, Carson McCullersdismally fails. And while her stories are sometimes a little more "shallow" or cliched than I'd ilke, I'm in awe of her use of adjectives, metaphors, similes. An example. In "Poldi", she writes:
"From the end came the sound of a cello---playing a series of descending phrases that tumbled over ach other helter skelter like ahandful of marbles dropped downstairs."

and also starts:
"When Hans was only a block from the hotel a chill rain began to fall, draining the color from the lights that were just being turned on along Broadway."

Just amazing. I can't paint with watercolors, as well as she can with words. And she probably did it when she was 20 years old, or so.