| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fantastic Fables by Ambrose Bierce: The Life-Savers
SEVENTY-FIVE Men presented themselves before the President of the
Humane Society and demanded the great gold medal for life-saving.
"Why, yes," said the President; "by diligent effort so many men
must have saved a considerable number of lives. How many did you
save?"
"Seventy-five, sir," replied their Spokesman.
"Ah, yes, that is one each - very good work - very good work,
indeed," the President said. "You shall not only have the
Society's great gold medal, but its recommendation for employment
at the various life-boat stations along the coast. But how did you
Fantastic Fables |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw: from being sentimental.
FRANK [bantering her] Checks your strong natural propensity that
way, dont it?
VIVIE [almost hysterically] Oh yes: go on: dont spare me. I was
sentimental for one moment in my life--beautifully sentimental--
by moonlight; and now--
FRANK [quickly] I say, Viv: take care. Dont give yourself away.
VIVIE. Oh, do you think Mr Praed does not know all about my
mother? [Turning on Praed] You had better have told me that
morning, Mr Praed. You are very old fashioned in your
delicacies, after all.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Iliad by Homer: they may not all of them perish in your displeasure."
And Jove answered, "To-morrow morning, Juno, if you choose to do
so, you will see the son of Saturn destroying large numbers of
the Argives, for fierce Hector shall not cease fighting till he
has roused the son of Peleus when they are fighting in dire
straits at their ships' sterns about the body of Patroclus. Like
it or no, this is how it is decreed; for aught I care, you may go
to the lowest depths beneath earth and sea, where Iapetus and
Saturn dwell in lone Tartarus with neither ray of light nor
breath of wind to cheer them. You may go on and on till you get
there, and I shall not care one whit for your displeasure; you
The Iliad |
