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Shaw is more cute than literal with his title character. Although both characters are pursuing the meaning of love, Voltaire's novel deals as well with philosophy parodying Leibnitz. It is a satire with a heaping dose of romance and adventure; kind of a cross between Don Quixote and Guliver's Travels. Shaw's play is deary and dry and terribly British in comparison. It concerns itself with boring old England at the turn of the 20th Century, duty and responsibility.
In spite of this, I am a fan of Shaw. He can be forgiven Candida, it was his first successful play.
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We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it. 
