| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde: MISS PRISM. We must not be premature in our judgments.
CECILY. I feel very happy. [They all go off except JACK and
ALGERNON.]
JACK. You young scoundrel, Algy, you must get out of this place as
soon as possible. I don't allow any Bunburying here.
[Enter MERRIMAN.]
MERRIMAN. I have put Mr. Ernest's things in the room next to
yours, sir. I suppose that is all right?
JACK. What?
MERRIMAN. Mr. Ernest's luggage, sir. I have unpacked it and put
it in the room next to your own.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: class, then I've got it."
"Good!" Michael Fenger stood up. "I'm not going to load you
down with instructions, or advice. I think I'll let you
grope your own way around, and bump your head a few times.
Then you'll learn where the low places are. And, Miss
Brandeis, remember that suggestions are welcome in this
plant. We take suggestions all the way from the elevator
starter to the president." His tone was kindly, but not
hopeful.
Fanny was standing too, her mental eye on the door. But now
she turned to face him squarely.
Fanny Herself |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sesame and Lilies by John Ruskin: of us, I presume! They were both in the midst of the main struggle
between the temporal and spiritual powers. They had an opinion, we
may guess. But where is it? Bring it into court! Put
Shakespeare's or Dante's creed into articles, and send IT up for
trial by the Ecclesiastical Courts!
You will not be able, I tell you again, for many and many a day, to
come at the real purposes and teaching of these great men; but a
very little honest study of them will enable you to perceive that
what you took for your own "judgment" was mere chance prejudice, and
drifted, helpless, entangled weed of castaway thought; nay, you will
see that most men's minds are indeed little better than rough heath
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