|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates:
does father come out, Cousin Albert?"
The excursionists gazed greedily at me- the felon's son. I
approached Berry and laid a hand upon his arm. Then I turned to
the little group.
"This fellow," I said, "has got us into trouble before. Those of
you who have motor-cars will understand me when I refer to the
great difficulty of securing a really trustworthy chauffeur.
Now, this man is honest and a most careful driver, but when he
is, so to speak, off duty, he is so unfortunate as to suffer from
delusions, usually connected with crime and the administration of
the criminal law. While we were having lunch at Whitchurch only
The Brother of Daphne
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tess of the d'Urbervilles, A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy:
so everlastingly flinging it in my face. I am ready to
pay to the uttermost farthing. You know you need not
work in the fields or the dairies again. You know you
may clothe yourself with the best, instead of in the
bald plain way you have lately affected, as if you
couldn't get a ribbon more than you earn."
Her lip lifted slightly, though there was little scorn,
as a rule, in her large and impulsive nature.
"I have said I will not take anything more from you,
and I will not--I cannot! I SHOULD be your creature to
go on doing that, and I won't!"
Tess of the d'Urbervilles, A Pure Woman
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan:
somehow suspected the tender concern I have for your happiness,
and threaten'd to acquaint Sir Peter with her suspicions--and I was
just endeavouring to reason with her when you came.
LADY TEAZLE. Indeed but you seem'd to adopt--a very tender mode
of reasoning--do you usually argue on your knees?
SURFACE. O she's a Child--and I thought a little Bombast----
but Lady Teazle when are you to give me your judgment on my Library
as you promised----
LADY TEAZLE. No--no I begin to think it would be imprudent--
and you know I admit you as a Lover no farther than Fashion requires.
SURFACE. True--a mere Platonic Cicisbeo, what every London wife