|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
been older. I do not know surely on what day it is that I begin
to write this narrative. I do not know either whether I may not
have been ill for days and weeks; I do not know what may have been
the matter with me - I know only that I was unconscious, and that
when I came to myself again, I was here in this gloomy room. Did
any physician see me? I have seen no one until to-day except the
old woman, whose name I do not know and who has so little to say.
She is kind to me otherwise, but I am afraid of her hard face and
of the smile with which she answers all my questions and entreaties.
"You are ill." These are the only words that she has ever said
to me, and she pointed to her forehead as she spoke them. She
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence:
public-house or in his own home. So that the children could
fetch the money, school closed early on Friday afternoons.
Each of the Morel children--William, then Annie, then Paul--had fetched
the money on Friday afternoons, until they went themselves to work.
Paul used to set off at half-past three, with a little calico bag
in his pocket. Down all the paths, women, girls, children, and men
were seen trooping to the offices.
These offices were quite handsome: a new, red-brick building,
almost like a mansion, standing in its own grounds at the end of
Greenhill Lane. The waiting-room was the hall, a long, bare room
paved with blue brick, and having a seat all round, against the wall.
Sons and Lovers
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Unseen World and Other Essays by John Fiske:
lessons are conveyed concretely and not abstractly; and its
characters are not mere lay figures, but living poetical
conceptions. Considered as a poem among classic German poems, it
must rank next to, though immeasurably below, Goethe's "Faust."
There are two contrasted kinds of genius, the poetical and the
philosophical; or, to speak yet more generally, the artistic and
the critical. The former is distinguished by a concrete, the
latter by an abstract, imagination. The former sees things
synthetically, in all their natural complexity; the latter pulls
things to pieces analytically, and scrutinizes their relations.
The former sees a tree in all its glory, where the latter sees an
The Unseen World and Other Essays