| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: Thorpe rapped with his nails on the desk, to point the
force of his rejoinder: "How do you account for the fact,
my Lord"--he gave his words a chillingly scornful precision
of utterance--"that I distinctly mentioned 400,000 vendor's
shares of mine, 100,000 of which I promised to turn
over to you? Those were the specific terms, were they
not? You don't deny it? Then what are you talking about?"
"I account for it in this way"--said Plowden, after a moment's
baffled reflection: "at that time you yourself hadn't
grasped the difference between the two classes of shares.
You thought the vendor's shares would play a part in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Padre Ignacio by Owen Wister: hours. Long rides and outings had been lately so much his custom that no
one thought twice of his absence; and when he resumed to the mission in
the afternoon, the Indian took his mule, and he went to his seat in the
garden. But it was with another look that he watched the sea; and
presently the sail moved across the blue triangle, and soon it had
rounded the headland.
With it departed Temptation for ever.
Gaston's first coming was in the Padre's mind; and, as the vespers bell
began to ring in the cloistered silence, a fragment of Auber's plaintive
tune passed like a sigh across his memory.
[Musical score appears here]
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Call of the Canyon by Zane Grey: environment had developed her into a woman who imagined she must feed her
body on the milk and honey of indulgence.
She was abased now--woman as animal, though saved and uplifted by her power
of immortality. Transcendental was her female power to link life with the
future. The power of the plant seed, the power of the earth, the heat of
the sun, the inscrutable creation-spirit of nature, almost the divinity of
God--these were all hers because she was a woman. That was the great
secret, aloof so long. That was what had been wrong with life--the woman
blind to her meaning, her power, her mastery.
So she abandoned herself to the woman within her. She held out her arms to
the blue abyss of heaven as if to embrace the universe. She was Nature. She
The Call of the Canyon |
