| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: knickerbockers - the everlasting pair that didn't match his blouse
and that as he grew longer could only grow faded. He remembers the
particular holes in his three or four pair of coloured stockings.
Morgan was dear to his mother, but he never was better dressed than
was absolutely necessary - partly, no doubt, by his own fault, for
he was as indifferent to his appearance as a German philosopher.
"My dear fellow, you ARE coming to pieces," Pemberton would say to
him in sceptical remonstrance; to which the child would reply,
looking at him serenely up and down: "My dear fellow, so are you!
I don't want to cast you in the shade." Pemberton could have no
rejoinder for this - the assertion so closely represented the fact.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: "What Mr. Smith?" I asked innocently.
Fyne made an extraordinary simiesque grimace. I believe it was
quite involuntary, but you know that a grave, much-lined, shaven
countenance when distorted in an unusual way is extremely apelike.
It was a surprising sight, and rendered me not only speechless but
stopped the progress of my thought completely. I must have
presented a remarkably imbecile appearance.
"My brother-in-law considered it amusing to chaff me about us
introducing the girl as Miss Smith," said Fyne, going surly in a
moment. "He said that perhaps if he had heard her real name from
the first it might have restrained him. As it was, he made the
Chance |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Unconscious Comedians by Honore de Balzac: and absurdities, at the rate of five caricatures a month.
Consequently, I often laugh at ideas in which I have faith."
"Come, let us get to something else," said Leon. "We'll go to the
Chamber and settle the cousin's affair."
"This," said Bixiou, imitating Odry in "Les Funambules," "is high
comedy, for we will make the first orator we meet pose for us, and you
shall see that in those halls of legislation, as elsewhere, the
Parisian language has but two tones,--Self-interest, Vanity."
As they got into their citadine, Leon saw in a rapidly driven
cabriolet a man to whom he made a sign that he had something to say to
him.
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