| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale: A house of shining words, to be
My fragile immortality.
III
The Flight
Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow,
Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow,
Let our flight be far in sun or blowing rain --
*But what if I heard my first love calling me again?*
Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam,
Take me far away to the hills that hide your home;
Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door --
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table by Oliver Wendell Holmes: about them. Let me alone, and I shall talk to you more than I
ought to, probably. We never tell our secrets to people that pump
for them.
Books we talked about, and education. It was her duty to know
something of these, and of course she did. Perhaps I was somewhat
more learned than she, but I found that the difference between her
reading and mine was like that of a man's and a woman's dusting a
library. The man flaps about with a bunch of feathers; the woman
goes to work softly with a cloth. She does not raise half the
dust, nor fill her own eyes and mouth with it, - but she goes into
all the corners, and attends to the leaves as much as the covers. -
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: gone mad.
"She shall not go," he cried.
"What authority have you here?" demanded Silas Zane, sternly. "What right have
you to speak?"
"None, unless it is that I love her and I will go for her," answered Alfred
desperately.
"Stand back!" cried Wetzel, placing his powerful hard on Clarke's breast and
pushing him backward. "If you love her you don't want to have her wait here
for them red devils," and he waved his hand toward the river. "If she gets
back she'll save the Fort. If she fails she'll at least escape Girty."
Betty gazed into the hunter's eyes and then into Alfred's. She understood both
Betty Zane |
