| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: need be; and Heaven forgive both you and me and our
oppressors, and Heaven help my helplessness!' Thereupon I
felt strengthened as by long repose; stepped to the mirror,
ay, even in that chamber of the dead; hastily arranged my
hair, refreshed my tear-worn eyes, breathed a dumb farewell
to the originator of my days and sorrows; and composing my
features to a smile, went forth to meet my master.
He was in a great, hot bustle, reviewing that house, once
ours, to which he had but now succeeded; a corpulent,
sanguine man of middle age, sensual, vulgar, humorous, and,
if I judged rightly, not ill-disposed by nature. But the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: the stairs.
"Who is it, Emil? That Minna! Next Monday her week is up.
She goes."
"It's I, Mrs. Thalmann. Fanny Brandeis."
"Na, Fanny! Now what do you think!"
In the brightly-lighted doorway of his little study appeared
Rabbi Thalmann, on one foot a comfortable old romeo, on the
other a street shoe. He held out both hands. "Only at
supper we talked about you. Isn't that so, Harriet?" He
called into the darkened room.
"I came to say good-by. And I thought we might walk to
Fanny Herself |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Witch, et. al by Anton Chekhov: face with a hand covered with dough. "I wish I had never set eyes
on you."
Volodka gave her a blow on the ear and went off.
III
Elena Ivanovna and her little daughter visited the village on
foot. They were out for a walk. It was a Sunday, and the peasant
women and girls were walking up and down the street in their
brightly-coloured dresses. Rodion and Stepanida, sitting side by
side at their door, bowed and smiled to Elena Ivanovna and her
little daughter as to acquaintances. From the windows more than a
dozen children stared at them; their faces expressed amazement
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