| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy: and the breakdown attracted the attention of a firm-
standing man of middle age, who kept each corner of his
crescent-shaped mouth rigorously drawn back into his cheek,
as if to do away with any suspicion of mirthfulness
which might erroneously have attached to him.
"A fair stave, Grandfer Cantle; but I am afeard 'tis too
much for the mouldy weasand of such a old man as you,"
he said to the wrinkled reveller. "Dostn't wish th'
wast three sixes again, Grandfer, as you was when you first
learnt to sing it?"
"Hey?" said Grandfer Cantle, stopping in his dance.
Return of the Native |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Modest Proposal by Jonathan Swift: But I am not in the least pain upon that matter, because it is
very well known, that they are every day dying, and rotting, by
cold and famine, and filth, and vermin, as fast as can be
reasonably expected. And as to the young labourers, they are now
in almost as hopeful a condition. They cannot get work, and
consequently pine away from want of nourishment, to a degree,
that if at any time they are accidentally hired to common labour,
they have not strength to perform it, and thus the country and
themselves are happily delivered from the evils to come.
I have too long digressed, and therefore shall return to my
subject. I think the advantages by the proposal which I have made
A Modest Proposal |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Master of the World by Jules Verne: against him. With a touch to his machinery he could distance them, no
matter what their speed! With a few turns of her engine, the "Terror"
would dart beyond their cannon shots! Or, in the depths of the lake,
what projectiles could find the submarine?
Five minutes later, scarcely a mile separated us from the two
powerful fighters which pursued us. Our captain permitted them to
approach still closer. Then he pressed upon a handle. The "Terror,"
doubling the action of her propellers, leaped across the surface of
the lake. She played with the destroyers! Instead of turning in
flight, she continued her forward course. Who knew if she would not
even have the audacity to pass between her two enemies, to coax them
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