| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Country Doctor by Honore de Balzac: consists, and every movement is an expression of a divine soul within.
I loved passionately. This newly awakened love satisfied all my
restless longings, all my ambitious dreams. She was beautiful,
wealthy, and nobly born; she had been carefully brought up; she had
all the qualifications which the world positively demands of a woman
placed in the high position which I desired to reach; she had been
well educated, she expressed herself with a sprightly facility at once
rare and common in France; where the most prettily worded phrases of
many women are emptiness itself, while her bright talk was full of
sense. Above all, she had a deep consciousness of her own dignity
which made others respect her; I know of no more excellent thing in a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: the doorway for a second and then with the swiftness of light he sprang
forward. The single straightening of his arm sent Miller backward over a bench
to the floor with a crashing sound. Miller rose with some difficulty and stood
with one hand to his head.
"Lew, don't draw your knife," cried Betty as she saw Wetzel's hand go inside
his hunting shirt. She had thrown herself in front of him as Miller got to his
feet. With both little hands she clung to the brawny arm of the hunter, but
she could not stay it. Wetzel's hand slipped to his belt.
"For God's sake, Lew, do not kill him," implored Betty, gazing horror-stricken
at the glittering eyes of the hunter. "You have punished him enough. He only
tried to kiss me. I was partly to blame. Put your knife away. Do not shed
Betty Zane |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Through the Looking-Glass by Lewis Carroll: you give me time--but I can do Subtraction, under ANY
circumstances!'
`Of course you know your A B C?' said the Red Queen.
`To be sure I do.' said Alice.
`So do I,' the White Queen whispered: `we'll often say it over
together, dear. And I'll tell you a secret--I can read words
of one letter! Isn't THAT grand! However, don't be discouraged.
You'll come to it in time.'
Here the Red Queen began again. `Can you answer useful
questions?' she said. `How is bread made?'
`I know THAT!' Alice cried eagerly. `You take some flour--'
Through the Looking-Glass |
