The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: his art. Liberty's had taken several of his painted designs
on various stuffs, and he could sell designs for embroideries,
for altar-cloths, and similar things, in one or two places.
It was not very much he made at present, but he might extend it.
He had also made friends with the designer for a pottery firm,
and was gaining some knowledge of his new acquaintance's art.
The applied arts interested him very much. At the same time
he laboured slowly at his pictures. He loved to paint large figures,
full of light, but not merely made up of lights and cast shadows,
like the impressionists; rather definite figures that had a certain
luminous quality, like some of Michael Angelo's people. And these
Sons and Lovers |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Straight Deal by Owen Wister: Year after year we have been excited about elections and candidates and
policies, preferring one party to the other. If this preference has been
very marked, or even violent, you know how disinclined we are to give
credit to the other party for any act or policy, no matter how excellent
in itself, which, had our own party been its sponsor, we should have been
heart and soul for. You know how easily we forget the good deeds of the
opposite party and how easily we remember its bad deeds. That's a good
simple ordinary example of a complex. Its workings can be discerned in
the experience of us all. In our present discussion it is very much to
the point.
Established in the soft young minds of our school boys and girls by a
|
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: rage were running through her, and she steadied herself
against the edge of the desk lest he should see her
weakness.
What he saw seemed to affect him deeply, for he grew
red under his sunburn, and stammered out: "But, Miss
Royall, I assure you...I assure you..."
His distress inflamed her anger, and she regained her
voice to fling back: "If I was you I'd have the nerve
to stick to what I said!"
The taunt seemed to restore his presence of mind. "I
hope I should if I knew; but I don't. Apparently
|