|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James:
back to me from the Folkestone cliff. It had been associated on
that scene with showy knickerbockers; at present it overflowed more
splendidly into a fur-trimmed overcoat. Lord Iffield's presence
made me waver an instant before crossing over, and during that
instant Flora, blank and undistinguishing, as if she too were after
all weary of alternatives, looked straight across at me. I was on
the point of raising my hat to her when I observed that her face
gave no sign. I was exactly in the line of her vision, but she
either didn't see me or didn't recognise me, or else had a reason
to pretend she didn't. Was her reason that I had displeased her
and that she wished to punish me? I had always thought it one of
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells:
He paused with a sense of ineptitude. "I want to be your
friend," he said. "I said that at the Zoo, and I mean it. Let
us be friends--as near and close as friends can be."
Ann Veronica gave him a pallid profile.
"What is the good of pretending?" she said.
"We don't pretend."
"We do. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. Because
I'm younger than you. . . . I've got imagination. . . . I know
what I am talking about. Mr. Capes, do you think . . . do you
think I don't know the meaning of love?"
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Illustrious Gaudissart by Honore de Balzac:
products for the infinitely purer elaborations of human intelligence."
This requires some explanation.
The general upset of 1830 brought to birth, as everybody knows, a
number of old ideas which clever speculators tried to pass off in new
bodies. After 1830 ideas became property. A writer, too wise to
publish his writings, once remarked that "more ideas are stolen than
pocket-handkerchiefs." Perhaps in course of time we may have an
Exchange for thought; in fact, even now ideas, good or bad, have their
consols, are bought up, imported, exported, sold, and quoted like
stocks. If ideas are not on hand ready for sale, speculators try to
pass off words in their stead, and actually live upon them as a bird