|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Witch, et. al by Anton Chekhov:
don't mind Volodka. He's a fool; he listens to the first that
speaks. The others are quiet folks; they are silent. Some would
be glad, you know, to say a word from the heart and to stand up
for themselves, but cannot. They have a heart and a conscience,
but no tongue. Don't be offended . . . have patience. . . . What
does it matter?"
Elena Ivanovna looked at the broad, tranquil river, pondering,
and tears flowed down her cheeks. And Rodion was troubled by
those tears; he almost cried himself.
"Never mind . . ." he muttered. "Have patience for a couple of
years. You can have the school, you can have the roads, only not
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor:
her soul did not heave and toss before those winds of passion and
sorrow: they lay in dull, leaden calm, under a cold and sunless
sky. What struggles with herself she underwent no one ever knew.
After Richard Hilton's departure, she never mentioned his name, or
referred, in any way, to the summer's companionship with him. She
performed her household duties, if not cheerfully, at least as
punctually and carefully as before; and her father congratulated
himself that the unfortunate attachment had struck no deeper root.
Abigail's finer sight, however, was not deceived by this external
resignation. She noted the faint shadows under the eyes, the
increased whiteness of the temples, the unconscious traces of pain
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf:
"her spiritual outlook we may admit will be affected. If I may
pick holes in your philosophy, Miss Vinrace, which has its merits,
I would point out that a human being is not a set of compartments,
but an organism. Imagination, Miss Vinrace; use your imagination;
that's where you young Liberals fail. Conceive the world as a whole.
Now for your second point; when you assert that in trying to set
the house in order for the benefit of the young generation I am
wasting my higher capabilities, I totally disagree with you.
I can conceive no more exalted aim--to be the citizen of the Empire.
Look at it in this way, Miss Vinrace; conceive the state as a
complicated machine; we citizens are parts of that machine;