| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy: Then he unfolded a piece of baize: this also he spread flat on the
paper. The third covering was a wrapper of tissue paper, which
was spread out in its turn. The enclosure was revealed, and he
held it up for the smith's inspection.
'Oh--I see!' said the smith, kindling with a chastened interest,
and drawing close. 'Poor young lady--ah, terrible melancholy
thing--so soon too!'
Knight and Stephen turned their heads and looked.
'And what's that?' continued the smith.
'That's the coronet--beautifully finished, isn't it? Ah, that cost
some money!'
A Pair of Blue Eyes |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Time Machine by H. G. Wells: `That is the germ of my great discovery. But you are wrong to
say that we cannot move about in Time. For instance, if I am
recalling an incident very vividly I go back to the instant of
its occurrence: I become absent-minded, as you say. I jump back
for a moment. Of course we have no means of staying back for any
length of Time, any more than a savage or an animal has of
staying six feet above the ground. But a civilized man is better
off than the savage in this respect. He can go up against
gravitation in a balloon, and why should he not hope that
ultimately he may be able to stop or accelerate his drift along
the Time-Dimension, or even turn about and travel the other way?'
The Time Machine |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: 'Oh, you're quite right!' he said, turning his head away, and looking
sideways, downwards, with that strange immobility of an old race that
is hardly here in our present day. It was that that really made Connie
lose her power to see him detached from herself.
He looked up at her with the full glance that saw everything,
registered everything. At the same time, the infant crying in the night
was crying out of his breast to her, in a way that affected her very
womb.
'It's awfully nice of you to think of me,' he said laconically.
'Why shouldn't I think of you?' she exclaimed, with hardly breath to
utter it.
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
