| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: dejection of hopelessness. She noticed, ill the tussocky places of the
grass, cottony young cowslips standing up still bleared in their down.
And she wondered with rage, why it was she felt Clifford was so WRONG,
yet she couldn't say it to him, she could not say exactly WHERE he was
wrong.
'No wonder the men hate you,' she said.
'They don't!' he replied. 'And don't fall into errors: in your sense of
the word, they are NOT men. They are animals you don't understand, and
never could. Don't thrust your illusions on other people. The masses
were always the same, and will always be the same. Nero's slaves were
extremely little different from our colliers or the Ford motor-car
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: mine- she had been about to occupy.
She swore gently.
"That's right," said I.
She jumped properly.
"Good Heavens!"
"I'm so sorry, but I'm all right," said I, "I assure you. Young
man of gentlemanly appearance. Harrow and Oxford, terms
moderate, bathroom and domestic offices, possession early in
June- "
"Get out of my cab at once."
" -will send photograph if required. Whose cab?"
The Brother of Daphne |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Misalliance by George Bernard Shaw: BENTLEY. Well, who'd marry me, dyou suppose, if they could get my
brains with a full-sized body? No, thank you. I shall take jolly
good care to keep Joey out of this until Hypatia is past praying for.
_Johnny and Lord Summerhays return through the pavilion from their
stroll._
TARLETON. Welcome! welcome! Why have you stayed away so long?
LORD SUMMERHAYS. _[shaking hands]_ Yes: I should have come sooner.
But I'm still rather lost in England. _[Johnny takes his hat and
hangs it up beside his own]._ Thank you. _[Johnny returns to his
swing and his novel. Lord Summerhays comes to the writing table]._
The fact is that as Ive nothing to do, I never have time to go
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