| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: cruel. But, of course, it is different with men," she added hastily,
"and no doubt you will be a great hunter one day, Allan Quatermain,
since you can already aim so well."
"I hope so," I answered, blushing at the compliment, "for I love
hunting, and when there are so many wild things it does not matter if we
kill a few. I shot these for you and your father to eat."
"Come, then, and give them to him. He will thank you," and she led the
way through the gate in the sandstone wall into the yard, where the
outbuildings stood in which the riding horses and the best of the
breeding cattle were kept at night, and so past the end of the long,
one-storied house, that was stone-built and whitewashed, to the stoep or
Marie |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Across The Plains by Robert Louis Stevenson: superstitions as might check the locomotive in its course.
Whatever is thought within the circuit of the Great Wall; what the
wry-eyed, spectacled schoolmaster teaches in the hamlets round
Pekin; religions so old that our language looks a halfing boy
alongside; philosophy so wise that our best philosophers find
things therein to wonder at; all this travelled alongside of me for
thousands of miles over plain and mountain. Heaven knows if we had
one common thought or fancy all that way, or whether our eyes,
which yet were formed upon the same design, beheld the same world
out of the railway windows. And when either of us turned his
thoughts to home and childhood, what a strange dissimilarity must
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Return of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: "Is Olga de Coude very beautiful?" she asked.
And Tarzan laughed and kissed her again. "Not one-tenth
so beautiful as you, dear," he said.
She gave a contented little sigh, and let her head rest
against his shoulder. He knew that he was forgiven.
That night Tarzan built a snug little bower high among
the swaying branches of a giant tree, and there the tired
girl slept, while in a crotch beneath her the ape-man curled,
ready, even in sleep, to protect her.
It took them many days to make the long journey to
the coast. Where the way was easy they walked hand in hand
The Return of Tarzan |
