| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Woman and Labour by Olive Schreiner: woman of Rome (with a rag of the old Roman intensity left even in her
degradation!)--seeking madly by pursuit of pleasure and sensuality to fill
the void left by the lack of honourable activity; accepting lust in the
place of love, ease in the place of exertion, and an unlimited consumption
in the place of production; too enervated at last to care even to produce
offspring, and shrinking from every form of endurance--remains, even to the
present day, the most perfect, and therefore the most appalling, picture of
the parasite female that earth has produced--a picture only less terrible
than it is pathetic.
We recognise that it was inevitable that this womanhood--born it would seem
from its elevation to guide and enlighten a world, and in place thereof
|
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Time Machine by H. G. Wells: have reached almost absolute safety. The rich had been assured
of his wealth and comfort, the toiler assured of his life and
work. No doubt in that perfect world there had been no
unemployed problem, no social question left unsolved. And a
great quiet had followed.
`It is a law of nature we overlook, that intellectual
versatility is the compensation for change, danger, and trouble.
An animal perfectly in harmony with its environment is a perfect
mechanism. Nature never appeals to intelligence until habit and
instinct are useless. There is no intelligence where there is no
change and no need of change. Only those animals partake of
The Time Machine |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Elixir of Life by Honore de Balzac: as religiously conscientious as his father was irreligious, in
virtue, perhaps, of the old rule, "A miser has a spendthrift
son." The Abbot of San-Lucar was chosen by Don Juan to be the
director of the consciences of the Duchess of Belvidero and her
son Felipe. The ecclesiastic was a holy man, well shaped, and
admirably well proportioned. He had fine dark eyes, a head like
that of Tiberius, worn with fasting, bleached by an ascetic life,
and, like all dwellers in the wilderness, was daily tempted. The
noble lord had hopes, it may be, of despatching yet another monk
before his term of life was out.
But whether because the Abbot was every whit as clever as Don
|
