| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Woman and Labour by Olive Schreiner: public standing by violent addictions in these directions; to drink his
companions under the table, to be known to have the largest number of
illicit sex relations, to be recognised as an habitual visitant of the
gambling saloon, does not, even in the case of a crowned head, much enhance
his reputation, and with the ordinary man may ultimately prove a bar to all
success. If the New Woman's conception of love between the sexes is one
more largely psychic and intellectual than crudely and purely physical, and
wholly of an affection between companions; the New Man's conception as
expressed in the most typical literature and art, produced by typically
modern males, gives voice with a force no woman has surpassed to the same
new ideal. If to the typical modern woman the lifelong companionship of a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: said.
"Yes. Trampas. He's got a job at the ranch now." The Virginian
said no more, but went on with his breakfast.
His appearance was changed. Aged I would scarcely say, for this
would seem as if he did not look young. But I think that the boy
was altogether gone from his face--the boy whose freak with Steve
had turned Medicine Bow upside down, whose other freak with the
babies had outraged Bear Creek, the boy who had loved to jingle
his spurs. But manhood had only trained, not broken, his youth.
It was all there, only obedient to the rein and curb.
Presently we went together to the railway yard.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: "Now, look here, Jo. Stell and I are here for a reason. We're
here to tell you that this thing's going to stop."
"Thing? Stop?"
"You know very well what I mean. You saw me at the milliner's
that day. And night before last, Ethel. We're all disgusted.
If you must go about with people like that, please have some
sense of decency."
Something gathering in Jo's face should have warned her. But he
was slumped down in his chair in such a huddle, and he looked so
old and fat that she did not heed it. She went on. "You've got
us to consider. Your sisters. And your nieces. Not to speak of
One Basket |
