| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Breaking Point by Mary Roberts Rinehart: questions. But if the Board of Trade, or the Chief of Police, had
come to me and said, 'Who is the best wife for - well, for a young
man who is an important part of this community?' I'd have said in
reply, 'Gentlemen, there is a Miss Elizabeth Wheeler who - '"
Suddenly she bent down and kissed him.
"Oh, do you think so?" she asked, breathlessly. "I love him so
much, Doctor David. And I feel so unworthy."
"So you are," he said. "So's he. So are all of us, when it comes
to a great love, child. That is, we are never quite what the other
fellow thinks we are. It's when we don't allow for what the
scientist folk call a margin of error that we come our croppers.
The Breaking Point |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Apology by Xenophon: 465, and "O. T." 1483; and Prof. Jebb's notes ad loc. "the god's
kindly offices grant to me that I should lose my life."
[15] Cf. Plat. "Phaed." 66.
"No doubt," he added, "the gods were right in opposing me at that time
(touching the inquiry, what I was to say in my defence),[16] when you
all thought the great thing was to discover some means of
acquittal;[17] since, had I effected that, it is clear I should have
prepared for myself, not that surcease from life which is in store for
me anon, but to end my days wasted by disease, or by old age, on which
a confluent stream of evil things most alien to joyousness
converges."[18]
The Apology |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Purse by Honore de Balzac: which I regard as typical," said Bixiou, the caricaturist.
"Listen, Hippolyte," the sculptor went on. "Come here at about
four o'clock, and just study the walk of both mother and
daughter. If after that you still have doubts! well, no one can
ever make anything of you; you would be capable of marrying your
porter's daughter.
Torn by the most conflicting feelings, the painter parted from
his friends. It seemed to him that Adelaide and her mother must
be superior to these accusations, and at the bottom of his heart
he was filled with remorse for having suspected the purity of
this beautiful and simple girl. He went to his studio, passing
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