How Should One
Read a Book?
This essay, first published in 1932, has never even
superseded, probably because no one since Virginia Woolf
has been such anomie porous and joyous reader, with a writer's gift to match.
She poses the essential question of evaluating anything, whether books or
ballplayers or family tiffs, how personal perceptions can become generally
valid judgments. Note what she says about Lear at
beginning and end. How do you explain this contradiction? Note, too, how she
contrasts the present reality outside the window with all those seen through the
differing windows of books, or you read, underline those words that seem
unusually effective or striking. The essay is built around a central idea, ant
that idea has an edge to it, an urging, which silently says you should believe
this too.
She does not state this openly, as an argumentative
thesis. She might have done so, at the end of an opening paragraph that had
drawn us in with her characteristically intelligent charm. Her essay would
actually have been clearer; since she begins by saying that nobody can judge
and ends by saying that everyone must judge. But we understand her at the end,
and we forgive her inductive teasing because she had guided us to understand
her thesis after all, and to believe in it as she does.
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