| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James: "With that astounding self-possession? I've always been sure she wanted
to go back alone. And now her brother has managed it for her."
Mrs. Grose still stood where she had stopped. "You suppose they
really TALK of them?"
"I could meet this with a confidence! "They say things that,
if we heard them, would simply appall us."
"And if she IS there--"
"Yes?"
"Then Miss Jessel is?"
"Beyond a doubt. You shall see."
"Oh, thank you!" my friend cried, planted so firm that,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Rape of Lucrece by William Shakespeare: Will we find out; and there we will unfold
To creatures stern sad tunes, to change their kinds:
Since men prove beasts, let beasts bear gentle minds.'
As the poor frighted deer, that stands at gaze,
Wildly determining which way to fly,
Or one encompass'd with a winding maze,
That cannot tread the way out readily;
So with herself is she in mutiny,
To live or die which of the twain were better,
When life is sham'd, and Death reproach's debtor.
'To kill myself,' quoth she, 'alack! what were it,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ferragus by Honore de Balzac: /bourgeoise/, frightened by your threatening step and the clack of
your boots, shuts the door in your face without looking at you.
A vacillating gleam, thrown from the shop-window of a shoemaker,
suddenly illuminated from the waist down the figure of the woman who
was before the young man. Ah! surely, /she/ alone had that swaying
figure; she alone knew the secret of that chaste gait which innocently
set into relief the many beauties of that attractive form. Yes, that
was the shawl, and that the velvet bonnet which she wore in the
mornings. On her gray silk stockings not a spot, on her shoes not a
splash. The shawl held tightly round the bust disclosed, vaguely, its
charming lines; and the young man, who had often seen those shoulders
Ferragus |
