| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde: prepared for me - I was going back - but to stay himself at home,
and to send you as his messenger - oh! it was infamous - infamous.
MRS. ERLYNNE. [C.] Lady Windermere, you wrong me horribly - you
wrong your husband horribly. He doesn't know you are here - he
thinks you are safe in your own house. He thinks you are asleep in
your own room. He never read the mad letter you wrote to him!
LADY WINDERMERE. [R.] Never read it!
MRS. ERLYNNE. No - he knows nothing about it.
LADY WINDERMERE. How simple you think me! [Going to her.] You
are lying to me!
MRS. ERLYNNE. [Restraining herself.] I am not. I am telling you
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Confidence by Henry James: the people. I dare say you know some of the people I saw;
they were as nice people as you would see anywhere.
There were always a lot of people about Mrs. Wright, you know;
they told me they were all the best people. You know she is
always late for everything. She always comes in after every
one is there--looking so devilish pretty, pulling on her gloves.
She wears the longest gloves I ever saw in my life. Upon my word,
if they don't come, I think I will ring the bell and ask
the waiter what 's the matter. Would n't you ring the bell?
It 's a great mistake, their trying to carry out their
ideas of lunching. That 's Wright's character, you know;
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Walking by Henry David Thoreau: stream in something more than imagination, under bridges built by
the Romans, and repaired by later heroes, past cities and castles
whose very names were music to my ears, and each of which was the
subject of a legend. There were Ehrenbreitstein and Rolandseck
and Coblentz, which I knew only in history. They were ruins that
interested me chiefly. There seemed to come up from its waters
and its vine-clad hills and valleys a hushed music as of
Crusaders departing for the Holy Land. I floated along under the
spell of enchantment, as if I had been transported to an heroic
age, and breathed an atmosphere of chivalry.
Soon after, I went to see a panorama of the Mississippi, and as I
Walking |
