| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James: "Damn my eyes!" exclaimed Lord Lambeth. "If one is to be a dozen times
a day at the house, it is a great deal more convenient to sleep there.
I am sick of traveling up and down this beastly avenue."
Since he had determined to go, Percy Beaumont would, of course,
have been very sorry to allow him to go alone; he was a man
of conscience, and he remembered his promise to the duchess.
It was obviously the memory of this promise that made him say
to his companion a couple of days later that he rather wondered
he should be so fond of that girl.
"In the first place, how do you know how fond I am of her?"
asked Lord Lambeth. "And, in the second place, why shouldn't
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moll Flanders by Daniel Defoe: expenses; and I must add, that by this conduct the gentleman
himself became not only the more humble in his applications
to her to obtain her, but also was much the more an obliging
husband to her when he had her. I cannot but remind the ladies
here how much they place themselves below the common
station of a wife, which, if I may be allowed not to be partial,
is low enough already; I say, they place themselves below their
common station, and prepare their own mortifications, by their
submitting so to be insulted by the men beforehand, which I
confess I see no necessity of.
This relation may serve, therefore, to let the ladies see that
Moll Flanders |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Garden Party by Katherine Mansfield: things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit
too long.
"I want to stop," she said in a breathless voice. The fat man led her to
the door.
"No," she said, "I won't go outside. I won't sit down. I'll just stand
here, thank you." She leaned against the wall, tapping with her foot,
pulling up her gloves and trying to smile. But deep inside her a little
girl threw her pinafore over her head and sobbed. Why had he spoiled it
all?
"I say, you know," said the fat man, "you mustn't take me seriously, little
lady."
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