| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: which is lacking in the Russian authors. I don't remember one new
book in which the author does not try from the first page to
entangle himself in all sorts of conditions and contracts with
his conscience. One is afraid to speak of the naked body; another
ties himself up hand and foot in psychological analysis; a third
must have a "warm attitude to man"; a fourth purposely scrawls
whole descriptions of nature that he may not be suspected of
writing with a purpose. . . . One is bent upon being middle-class
in his work, another must be a nobleman, and so on. There is
intentionalness, circumspection, and self-will, but they have
neither the independence nor the manliness to write as they like,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: In spite of pope or dignities of church,
Here by the cheeks I 'll drag thee up and down.
WINCHESTER.
Gloucester, thou wilt answer this before the
pope.
GLOUCESTER.
Winchester goose, I cry, a rope! a rope!
Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay?
Thee I 'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.
Out, tawny coats! out, scarlet hypocrite!
Here Gloucester's men beat out the Cardinal's
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Flower Fables by Louisa May Alcott: but she drew back, telling them that every touch of theirs was
like a wound to her.
"Then, if we may not tell our pleasure so, we will show it in a
different way, and give you a pleasant journey home. Come out with
us," the Spirits said, "and see the bright path we have made for you."
So they led her to the lofty gate, and here, from sky to earth,
a lovely rainbow arched its radiant colors in the sun.
"This is indeed a pleasant road," said Ripple. "Thank you,
friendly Spirits, for your care; and now farewell. I would gladly
stay yet longer, but we cannot dwell together, and I am longing sadly
for my own cool home. Now Sunbeam, Breeze, Leaf, and Flake, fly back
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