|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis:
her employment and sees no glory ahead nor any man she
is glad to serve.
They liked each other honestly--they were both honest.
She was disappointed by his devotion to making money, but
she was sure that he did not lie to patients, and that he did
keep up with the medical magazines. What aroused her to
something more than liking was his boyishness when they went
They walked from St. Paul down the river to Mendota,
Kennicott more elastic-seeming in a cap and a soft crepe shirt,
Carol youthful in a tam-o'-shanter of mole velvet, a blue serge
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Familiar Studies of Men and Books by Robert Louis Stevenson:
sure there was a circle of admiring women, eager to hear the
new paragraph, and not sparing of applause. And what work,
among others, was he elaborating at this time, but the
notorious "First Blast"? So that he may have rolled out in
his big pulpit voice, how women were weak, frail, impatient,
feeble, foolish, inconstant, variable, cruel, and lacking the
spirit of counsel, and how men were above them, even as God
is above the angels, in the ears of his own wife, and the two
dearest friends he had on earth. But he had lost the sense
of incongruity, and continued to despise in theory the sex he
honoured so much in practice, of whom he chose his most
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from De Profundis by Oscar Wilde:
otherwise. At every single moment of one's life one is what one is
going to be no less than what one has been. Art is a symbol,
because man is a symbol.
It is, if I can fully attain to it, the ultimate realisation of the
artistic life. For the artistic life is simply self-development.
Humility in the artist is his frank acceptance of all experiences,
just as love in the artist is simply the sense of beauty that
reveals to the world its body and its soul. In MARIUS THE
EPICUREAN Pater seeks to reconcile the artistic life with the life
of religion, in the deep, sweet, and austere sense of the word.
But Marius is little more than a spectator: an ideal spectator