Or Minimalism Revisited. Here, in the words of the cult-setting, trend-changing, style-altering, and language-redefining master of prose:

If a writer of prose knows enough about what he is writing about he may omit things that he knows and the reader, if the writer is writing truly enough, will have a feeling of those things as strongly as though the writer had stated them. The dignity of movement of the iceberg is due to only one-eighth of it being above water. The writer who omits things because he does not know them only makes hollow places in his writing.

He calls it the Iceberg Theory. You can use your own label to describe it but to attain just 50% of this level of clarity requires strength enough to move an iceberg using bare hands. I recall Paul Johnson’s description of Hemingway’s patiently-passionate ardour in crafting his work… "he ransacked entire dictionaries" and thesauri to find that one appropriate word.

PS: Currently (re)reading A Farwell to Arms. Will post a review soon. Kick my ass to remind me after a week or so.