|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Alcibiades I by Plato:
and therefore, as I conceive, the God forbade me to converse with you; but
now, having his permission, I will speak, for now you will listen to me.
ALCIBIADES: Your silence, Socrates, was always a surprise to me. I never
could understand why you followed me about, and now that you have begun to
speak again, I am still more amazed. Whether I think all this or not, is a
matter about which you seem to have already made up your mind, and
therefore my denial will have no effect upon you. But granting, if I must,
that you have perfectly divined my purposes, why is your assistance
necessary to the attainment of them? Can you tell me why?
SOCRATES: You want to know whether I can make a long speech, such as you
are in the habit of hearing; but that is not my way. I think, however,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence:
When she had finished---
"Tea won't be for a few minutes. Will you come and look
at the daffodils?" she said.
He rose without answering. They went out into the back garden under
the budding damson-trees. The hills and the sky were clean and cold.
Everything looked washed, rather hard. Miriam glanced at Paul.
He was pale and impassive. It seemed cruel to her that his eyes
and brows, which she loved, could look so hurting.
"Has the wind made you tired?" she asked. She detected
an underneath feeling of weariness about him.
"No, I think not," he answered.
Sons and Lovers
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy:
with the sun for shining on her. And they left the tent together,
this pot-bellied man and florid woman, in the antipathetic,
recriminatory mood of the average husband and wife of Christendom.
In the meantime the more exceptional couple and the boy still
lingered in the pavilion of flowers--an enchanted palace to their
appreciative taste--Sue's usually pale cheeks reflecting the pink
of the tinted roses at which she gazed; for the gay sights,
the air, the music, and the excitement of a day's outing with Jude
had quickened her blood and made her eyes sparkle with vivacity.
She adored roses, and what Arabella had witnessed was Sue detaining
Jude almost against his will while she learnt the names of this
Jude the Obscure