| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Oscar Wilde Miscellaneous by Oscar Wilde: FIRST MAN. She will not speak to us. She is the daughter of the
Emperor.
MYRRHINA. Dwells he not here, the beautiful young hermit, he who
will not look on the face of woman?
FIRST MAN. Of a truth it is here the hermit dwells.
MYRRHINA. Why will he not look on the face of woman?
SECOND MAN. We do not know.
MYRRHINA. Why do ye yourselves not look at me?
FIRST MAN. You are covered with bright stones, and you dazzle our
eyes.
SECOND MAN. He who looks at the sun becomes blind. You are too
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Treatise on Parents and Children by George Bernard Shaw: than to put up an effective fence: that is why both legislators and
parents and the paid deputies of parents are always inhibiting and
prohibiting and punishing and scolding and laming and cramping and
delaying progress and growth instead of making the dangerous places as
safe as possible and then boldly taking and allowing others to take
the irreducible minimum of risk.
English Physical Hardihood and Spiritual Cowardice
It is easier to convert most people to the need for allowing their
children to run physical risks than moral ones. I can remember a
relative of mine who, when I was a small child, unused to horses and
very much afraid of them, insisted on putting me on a rather
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gambara by Honore de Balzac: duties, perhaps, in the silence of lonely nights, the heart that at
this moment is beating so wildly in your breast, may, from time to
time, have rebelled. Your husband's superiority was in itself your
worst torment. If he had been less noble, less single-minded, you
might have deserted him; but his virtues upheld yours; you wondered,
perhaps, whether his heroism or your own would be the first to give
way.
"You clung to your really magnanimous task as Paolo clung to his
chimera. If you had had nothing but a devotion to duty to guide and
sustain you, triumph might have seemed easier; you would only have had
to crush your heart, and transfer your life into the world of
Gambara |
