I’ve mentioned about an interest in the plays of George Bernard Shaw. In the ebook download I bought which contains all of his works, and I have enjoyed some of it already, there is a “forward” by G.K. Chesterton, concerning aspects of Shaw’s character.
I should say forwards, because Chesterton wrote lengthy essays on Shaw’s character. Shaw was born in Dublin, Ireland in 1856, and so its proper that Chesterton begins his analysis( maybe too clinical a word) with an essay entitled “The Irishman”, and then writes five other essays, entitled “The Puritan”, “The Progressive”, “The Critic”, “The Dramatist”, and “The Philosopher”. Almost books by themselves, and definitely a worthy read all by themselves; better yet, together.
I was so impressed with Chesterton’s (better word “profile”) or profiles, that I also immediately downloaded Chesterton’s work to see if perhaps Shaw had returned the favour and had written essays on Chesterton. But, at least in the work I downloaded, no such luck.
Shaw was a terribly complicated individual according to Chesterton, probably eccentric to some degree although I don’t remember Chesterton using the adjective, and that probably accounts for his success as a playwright, although, also according to Chesterton, Shaw did suffer for years before reaching success.
Many years ago, for our first anniversary, my wife bought me a book collection, if I remember, correctly called “Classic Collection”. There were twelve or fourteen books in the collection, some of the books fiction like “Gulliver’s Travels” and “Moby Dick”.
But also writers like American Ralph Waldo Emerson, Benjamin Franklin, and one or two other whose names I can’t remember(I point out American because I am Canadian). Emerson, born in the early 1800s, was also a very well rounded person, a minister, poet, philosopher, and many of his essays, like the one on self-reliance, impressed me.
I haven’t started reading him yet, but I do look forward to becoming re-acquainted with him and his writings. He gave me some interesting insights when I first read him and I hope to gain even more when I reread him.
Unfortunately, I no longer have the collection because, in need of some quick cash, I sold it to a friend. It was painful; I usually don’t do that with books.