| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: her lap, clasping his arms round her waist.
"And I LOVE you--I love you; the humiliation of it--I adore you. Don't--
don't--just a minute let me stay here--just a moment in a whole life--Elsa!
Elsa!"
She leant back and pressed her head into the pillows.
Then his muffled voice: "I feel like a savage. I want your whole body. I
want to carry you away to a cave and love you until I kill you--you can't
understand how a man feels. I kill myself when I see you--I'm sick of my
own strength that turns in upon itself, and dies, and rises new born like a
Phoenix out of the ashes of that horrible death. Love me just this once,
tell me a lie, SAY that you do--you are always lying."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Emma by Jane Austen: You would not come in and sit with us in this comfortable way,
if you were married."
Mr. Knightley was thoughtful again. The result of his reverie was,
"No, Emma, I do not think the extent of my admiration for her will
ever take me by surprize.--I never had a thought of her in that way,
I assure you." And soon afterwards, "Jane Fairfax is a very charming
young woman--but not even Jane Fairfax is perfect. She has a fault.
She has not the open temper which a man would wish for in a wife."
Emma could not but rejoice to hear that she had a fault.
"Well," said she, "and you soon silenced Mr. Cole, I suppose?"
"Yes, very soon. He gave me a quiet hint; I told him he was mistaken;
Emma |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne: there came a stiff breeze from the north-west, and drove them
along as merrily over the white-capped waves as if they had
been going on the most delightful errand imaginable. And though
it was a sad business enough, I rather question whether
fourteen young people, without any old persons to keep them in
order, could continue to spend the whole time of the voyage in
being miserable. There had been some few dances upon the
undulating deck, I suspect, and some hearty bursts of laughter,
and other such unseasonable merriment among the victims, before
the high blue mountains of Crete began to show themselves among
the far-off clouds. That sight, to be sure, made them all very
Tanglewood Tales |
