|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf:
"Nothing would surprise me. Even that dreadful flying man we met
at the dance--even Mr. Dalloway--even--"
"I advise you to be circumspect," said Ridley. "There's Willoughby,
remember--Willoughby"; he pointed at a letter.
Helen looked with a sigh at an envelope which lay upon her dressing-table.
Yes, there lay Willoughby, curt, inexpressive, perpetually jocular,
robbing a whole continent of mystery, enquiring after his daughter's
manners and morals--hoping she wasn't a bore, and bidding them
pack her off to him on board the very next ship if she were--
and then grateful and affectionate with suppressed emotion,
and then half a page about his own triumphs over wretched little
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Muse of the Department by Honore de Balzac:
interest which is traditionally ascribed to women. So, when common
sense, the law of social proprieties, family interest--all the mixed
elements which, since the Restoration, have been dignified by the mane
of Public Morals, out of sheer aversion to the name of the Catholic
religion--where this is seconded by a sense of insults a little too
offensive; when the fatigue of constant self-sacrifice has almost
reached the point of exhaustion; and when, under these circumstances,
a too cruel blow--one of those mean acts which a man never lets a
woman know of unless he believes himself to be her assured master--
puts the crowning touch to her revulsion and disenchantment, the
moment has come for the intervention of the friend who undertakes the
The Muse of the Department
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle:
queen's palace, and I never saw them again.
"But misfortune, like death, comes upon the young as well as the
old. You yourself have had trouble, or else I am mistaken. Tell
me what lies upon your heart, my son, for the talking of it makes
the burthen lighter."
The prince did as the old man bade him, and told all of his
story; and so they sat talking and talking until far into the
night, and the old man grew fonder and fonder of the prince the
more he saw of him. So the end of the matter was that he asked
the prince to live with him as his son, seeing that the young man
had now no father and he no children, and the prince consented