| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde: altered.
JACK. Do you mean the fashion, or the side?
LADY BRACKNELL. [Sternly.] Both, if necessary, I presume. What
are your polities?
JACK. Well, I am afraid I really have none. I am a Liberal
Unionist.
LADY BRACKNELL. Oh, they count as Tories. They dine with us. Or
come in the evening, at any rate. Now to minor matters. Are your
parents living?
JACK. I have lost both my parents.
LADY BRACKNELL. To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: something with--and before he's done with it, I'm told,
he's going to make twice that amount of money out of it.
That'll show you what London is like."
"Yes--I suppose they do those things," remarked Tavender, vaguely.
"Well--my point is that perhaps I can do something
or other with this concession of yours here. I may even
be able to get my money back on it. At any rate I'll
take my chances on it--so that at least you shan't lose
anything by it. Of course, if you'd rather try and put
it on the market yourself, why go ahead!" There was
a wistful pathos in the way Tavender shook his head.
The Market-Place |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Sentimental Journey by Laurence Sterne: of an acre and a half, full of everything which could make plenty
in a French peasant's house; - and, on the other side, was a little
wood, which furnished wherewithal to dress it. It was about eight
in the evening when I got to the house - so I left the postilion to
manage his point as he could; - and, for mine, I walked directly
into the house.
The family consisted of an old grey-headed man and his wife, with
five or six sons and sons-in-law, and their several wives, and a
joyous genealogy out of them.
They were all sitting down together to their lentil-soup; a large
wheaten loaf was in the middle of the table; and a flagon of wine
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