| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: museum was the happiest one of all, for he had now become guardian
and protector of a famous work by a famous painter. "Every time I
look at that painting," he would say, "I see new beauties and
excellences. Just look at these leaves here, the sweep of the
branches from this tree, capturing just the hint of a breeze and
seeming to vibrate with the music from the dance of the youths
and maidens in the clearing. My very soul resonates with the
greatness of it all."
Needless to say, this wonderful painting was the most popular
exhibit at the museum, providing instruction and delight for
thousands of visitors. Everyone, from the young child who could
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court by Mark Twain: Whenever my missionaries overcame a knight errant
on the road they washed him, and when he got well
they swore him to go and get a bulletin-board and dis-
seminate soap and civilization the rest of his days. As
a consequence the workers in the field were increasing
by degrees, and the reform was steadily spreading.
My soap factory felt the strain early. At first I had
only two hands; but before I had left home I was
already employing fifteen, and running night and day;
and the atmospheric result was getting so pronounced
that the king went sort of fainting and gasping around
A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare: Rom. So thriue my soule
Iu. A thousand times goodnight.
Enter.
Rome. A thousand times the worse to want thy light,
Loue goes toward Loue as school-boyes fro[m] their books
But Loue fro[m] Loue, towards schoole with heauie lookes.
Enter Iuliet againe.
Iul. Hist Romeo hist: O for a Falkners voice,
To lure this Tassell gentle backe againe,
Bondage is hoarse, and may not speake aloud,
Else would I teare the Caue where Eccho lies,
Romeo and Juliet |
