| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: rooms last Monday evening."
Stuart looked at us and flushed.
"No, I don't deny it," he said, "but there was nothing criminal
about it, on my part, at least. Mr. Bronson has been trying to
induce me to secure the forged notes for him. But I did not even
know where they were."
"And you were not on the wrecked Washington Flier?" persisted
Hotchkiss. But McKnight interfered.
"There is no use trying to put the other man's identity on Stuart,
Mr. Hotchkiss," he protested. "He has been our confidential clerk
for six years, and has not been away from the office a day for a
The Man in Lower Ten |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche: danced together:
Of late did I gaze into thine eye, O Life! And into the unfathomable did I
there seem to sink.
But thou pulledst me out with a golden angle; derisively didst thou laugh
when I called thee unfathomable.
"Such is the language of all fish," saidst thou; "what THEY do not fathom
is unfathomable.
But changeable am I only, and wild, and altogether a woman, and no virtuous
one:
Though I be called by you men the 'profound one,' or the 'faithful one,'
'the eternal one,' 'the mysterious one.'
Thus Spake Zarathustra |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Deserted Woman by Honore de Balzac: raise ourselves above other people's heads? The common herd of
humanity feels an involuntary respect for any person who can rise
above it, and is not over-particular as to the means by which they
rise.
It may have been that some such motives influenced Gaston de Nueil at
unawares, or perhaps it was curiosity, or a craving for some interest
in his life, or, in a word, that crowd of inexplicable impulses which,
for want of a better name, we are wont to call "fatality," that drew
him to Mme. de Beauseant.
The figure of the Vicomtesse de Beauseant rose up suddenly before him
with gracious thronging associations. She was a new world for him, a
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