Michael Dirda, Washington Post’s perspicacious literary critic, sets his sights on a new collection of correspondence by Graham Greene, the great Catholic novelist. He writes:  His men and women are murderers, traitors, unhappy adulterous lovers, sinners of every stripe–and he doesn’t glamorize their seediness, their misery, or their desperation. Evelyn Waugh bluntly called them “charmless.” [...]