| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw: MRS WARREN [revolted] Yes; it's the sort of thing that w o u l d
grow in your mind.
[He halts in his prowling; and the two look at one another, she
steadfastly, with a sort of awe behind her contemptuous disgust:
he stealthily, with a carnal gleam in his eye and a loose grin.]
CROFTS [suddenly becoming anxious and urgent as he sees no sign
of sympathy in her] Look here, Kitty: youre a sensible woman: you
neednt put on any moral airs. I'll ask no more questions; and
you need answer none. I'll settle the whole property on her; and
if you want a checque for yourself on the wedding day, you can
name any figure you like--in reason.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: time, people said it was the devil QUI S'AMUSAIT A FAIRE CA.
I suggested there was nothing more likely, as he must have some
amusement.
The foreman said it was odd, but there was less of that sort of thing
than formerly. 'C'EST DIFFICILE,' he added, 'A EXPLIQUER.'
When we were well up on the moors and the CONDUCTOR was trying some
road-metal with the gauge -
'Hark!' said the foreman, 'do you hear nothing?'
We listened, and the wind, which was blowing chilly out of the east,
brought a faint, tangled jangling to our ears.
'It is the flocks of Vivarais,' said he.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: more vivid colors. The wind grew colder.
They passed some pools of colourless gnawl water, round the banks of
which were planted fruit trees. Maskull ate some of the fruit. It
was hard, bitter, and astringent; he could not get rid of the taste,
but he felt braced and invigorated by the downward-flowing juices.
No other trees or shrubs were to be seen anywhere. No animals
appeared, no birds or insects. It was a desolate land.
A mile or two passed, when they again approached the edge of the
plateau. Far down, beneath their feet, the great Wombflash Forest
began. But daylight had vanished there; Maskull's eyes rested only
on a vague darkness. He faintly heard what sounded like the distant
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