| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The First Men In The Moon by H. G. Wells: to overlook these little things. Its that zuzzoo business on a larger
scale. Inadvertently I made this substance of mine, this Cavorite, in a
thin, wide sheet. ..."
He paused. "You are quite clear that the stuff is opaque to gravitation,
that it cuts off things from gravitating towards each other? "
"Yes," said I. "Yes."
"Well, so soon as it reached a temperature of 60 Fahr, and the process of
its manufacture was complete, the air above it, the portions of roof and
ceiling and floor above it ceased to have weight. I suppose you know -
everybody knows nowadays - that, as a usual thing, the air has weight,
that it presses on everything at the surface of the earth, presses in all
The First Men In The Moon |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Othello by William Shakespeare: Iago. What is the matter Lady?
Aemil. Alas (Iago) my Lord hath so bewhor'd her,
Throwne such dispight, and heauy termes vpon her
That true hearts cannot beare it
Des. Am I that name, Iago?
Iago. What name, (faire Lady?)
Des. Such as she said my Lord did say I was.
Aemil. He call'd her whore: a Begger in his drinke:
Could not haue laid such termes vpon his Callet
Iago. Why did he so?
Des. I do not know: I am sure I am none such
Othello |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Daisy Miller by Henry James: rather annoyed at Miss Miller's want of appreciation of the zeal of
an admirer who on his way down to Rome had stopped neither at Bologna
nor at Florence, simply because of a certain sentimental impatience.
He remembered that a cynical compatriot had once told him that
American women--the pretty ones, and this gave a largeness to the axiom--
were at once the most exacting in the world and the least endowed
with a sense of indebtedness.
"Why, you were awfully mean at Vevey," said Daisy.
"You wouldn't do anything. You wouldn't stay there when
I asked you."
"My dearest young lady," cried Winterbourne, with eloquence,
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