| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde: going to cry?
LADY WINDERMERE. You needn't be afraid, Duchess, I never cry.
DUCHESS OF BERWICK. That's quite right, dear. Crying is the
refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones. Agatha,
darling!
LADY AGATHA. [Entering L.] Yes, mamma. [Stands back of table
L.C.]
DUCHESS OF BERWICK. Come and bid good-bye to Lady Windermere, and
thank her for your charming visit. [Coming down again.] And by
the way, I must thank you for sending a card to Mr. Hopper - he's
that rich young Australian people are taking such notice of just at
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: Her recital ended, there was an interval of silence; then the
Spirit of Life said: "There is a compensation in store for such
needs as you have expressed."
"Oh, then you DO understand?" she exclaimed. "Tell me what
compensation, I entreat you!"
"It is ordained," the Spirit answered, "that every soul which
seeks in vain on earth for a kindred soul to whom it can lay bare
its inmost being shall find that soul here and be united to it
for eternity."
A glad cry broke from her lips. "Ah, shall I find him at last?"
she cried, exultant.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Recruit by Honore de Balzac: young men either preceded or lagged behind their respective
battalions, according to their power of enduring the fatigues of a
long march.
The young man of whom we are now speaking, was much in advance of a
column of recruits, known to be on its way from Cherbourg, which the
mayor of Carentan was awaiting hourly, in order to give them their
billets for the night. The young man walked with a jades step, but
firmly, and his gait seemed to show that he had long been familiar
with military hardships. Though the moon was shining on the meadows
about Carentan, he had noticed heavy clouds on the horizon, and the
fear of being overtaken by a tempest may have hurried his steps, which
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