Download I am firm, you are obstinate, he is a pig

Introduction to English Literary Studies
I am firm, you are obstinate, he is a pig-headed fool.
I am sparkling. You are unusually talkative. He is drunk.
I am righteously indignant. You are annoyed. He is making a fuss about nothing.
I am fastidious. You are fussy. He is an old woman.
I am a creative writer. You have a journalistic flair. He is a prosperous hack.
I am beautiful. You have quite good features. She isn't bad looking, if you like
that type.
I daydream. You are an escapist. He ought to see a psychiatrist.
I have about me something of the subtle, haunting, mysterious fragrance of the
orient. You rather overdo it, my dear. She stinks.
I am slender ... / Ich bin schlank ...
I don't claim to know all the answers ... / Ich behaupte nicht, alle Antworten zu
kennen ...
I need plenty of sleep ... / Ich brauche viel Schlaf ...
It's like starting life all over again, with a brand new (facial hue, coloration,
complexion)! Just (apply, rub in, smooth on) a few drops with your (fingertips,
fingers, by hand). Pat on powder. You'll be (startled, astounded, surprised,
thunderstruck) at the change! Your skin has a new color, a (better, improved,
close-grained, finer) (surface, feel, texture), a (shining, bright, smoldering,
glowing) look you thought (you had lost forever, you would never get back, you
were too old to regain)!
Text 1: The King ordered the Commons, as an absolute ruler, to consult with the
judges, showing how little he understood of English constitutional practice.
Text 2: A rustle of garments caused the King to turn his head. He saw before
him a fine and extremely well-made woman, with dark hair, a wide, sensible,
beautiful forehead, eyes that warmed him before he knew it, and a mouth that
was in itself a picture to all appreciative souls.
Text 3: The late King Edward VII, immediately after his recovery from a serious
operation which stirred the whole nation to anxious sympathy with him, shot a
stag, which got away to die of just such internal inflammation as its royal
murderer had happily escaped.
The doctor walked away from the sick woman's bed, shook his head and said to
her husband, "I don't like that woman's appearance." The husband was quick to
reply, "Nor do I. I haven't liked it for years." (Sigmund Freud)