| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: scaffolding, and so absorbed in the contemplation of an unknown object
that she did not hear the slight noise of her companion's footsteps.
It is true that, to use an expression of Walter Scott, Amelie stepped
as if on eggs. She hastily withdrew outside the door and coughed.
Ginevra quivered, turned her head, saw her enemy, blushed, hastened to
alter the shade to give meaning to her position, and came down from
her perch leisurely. She soon after left the studio, bearing with her,
in her memory, the image of a man's head, as beauteous as that of the
Endymion, a masterpiece of Girodet's which she had lately copied.
"To banish so young a man! Who can he be? for he is not Marshal Ney--"
These two sentences are the simplest expression of the many ideas that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Finished by H. Rider Haggard: last I got up and went out for a walk.
When I returned an hour or so later they were still talking, and
so continued to do until Dr. Rodd arrived upon the scene. At
first they did not see him, for he stood at an angle to them, but
I saw him and watched his face with a great deal of interest.
It, or rather its expression, was not pleasant; before now I have
seen something like it on that of a wild beast which thinks that
it is about to be robbed of its prey by a stronger wild beast, in
short, a mixture of hate, fear and jealousy--especially jealousy.
At the last I did not wonder, for these two seemed to be getting
on uncommonly well.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: I kept
no track of time during my downward scramble. So seething with
baffling hints and images was my mind that all objective matters
seemed withdrawn into incalculable distances. Physical sensation
was dead, and even fear remained as a wraith-like, inactive gargoyle
leering impotently at me.
Eventually, I reached a level floor
strewn with fallen blocks, shapeless fragments of stone, and sand
and detritus of every kind. On either side - perhaps thirty feet
apart - rose massive walls culminating in huge groinings. That
they were carved I could just discern, but the nature of the carvings
Shadow out of Time |
