| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: "For about a year - the first year, yes. After that she'd be as a
millstone round its neck."
Paul frankly wondered. "Why she has a passion for the real thing,
for good work - for everything you and I care for most."
"'You and I' is charming, my dear fellow!" his friend laughed.
"She has it indeed, but she'd have a still greater passion for her
children - and very proper too. She'd insist on everything's being
made comfortable, advantageous, propitious for them. That isn't
the artist's business."
"The artist - the artist! Isn't he a man all the same?"
St. George had a grand grimace. "I mostly think not. You know as
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: He was already dead asleep. His narrow black eyebrows were drawn
up in a sort of peevish misery into his forehead while his cheeks'
down-strokes, and his sulky mouth, seemed to be saying: "I don't
care who you are nor what you are, I SHALL have my own way."
Mrs. Morel knew him too well to look at him. As she unfastened
her brooch at the mirror, she smiled faintly to see her face
all smeared with the yellow dust of lilies. She brushed it off,
and at last lay down. For some time her mind continued snapping
and jetting sparks, but she was asleep before her husband awoke
from the first sleep of his drunkenness.
CHAPTER II
 Sons and Lovers |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Father Goriot by Honore de Balzac: game! I respect you."
He made as though he would take Eugene's hand, but Rastignac
hastily withdrew it, sank into a chair, and turned ghastly pale;
it seemed to him that there was a sea of blood before his eyes.
"Oh! so we still have a few dubious tatters of the swaddling
clothes of virtue about us!" murmured Vautrin. "But Papa Doliban
has three millions; I know the amount of his fortune. Once have
her dowry in your hands, and your character will be as white as
the bride's white dress, even in your own eyes."
Rastignac hesitated no longer. He made up his mind that he would
go that evening to warn the Taillefers, father and son. But just
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