| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen: should fall? Had I remained in England, perhaps--but I
meant to promote the happiness of both by removing
from her for years, and for that purpose had procured
my exchange. The shock which her marriage had given me,"
he continued, in a voice of great agitation, "was of
trifling weight--was nothing to what I felt when I heard,
about two years afterwards, of her divorce. It was
THAT which threw this gloom,--even now the recollection
of what I suffered--"
He could say no more, and rising hastily walked for a few
minutes about the room. Elinor, affected by his relation,
Sense and Sensibility |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ivanhoe by Walter Scott: ``Said I not so?'' answered the Prior; ``but
check your raptures, the Franklin observes you.''
Unheeding this remonstrance, and accustomed
only to act upon the immediate impulse of his own
wishes, Brian de Bois-Guilbert kept his eyes riveted
on the Saxon beauty, more striking perhaps to
his imagination, because differing widely from those
of the Eastern sultanas.
Formed in the best proportions of her sex,
Rowena was tall in stature, yet not so much so as
to attract observation on account of superior height.
Ivanhoe |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: the sight of the women. On we rushed swiftly as the cramped limbs
of the Spaniards would carry them, till presently we reached that
angle in the path where the breach began. The attacking Spaniards
had already come to the further side of the gap, for though we
could not see them, we could hear their cries of rage and despair
as they halted helplessly and understood that their comrades were
beyond their aid.
'Now we are sped,' said the Spaniard with whom I had spoken; 'the
road is gone, and it must be certain death to try the side of the
pyramid.'
'Not so,' I answered; 'some fifty feet below the path still runs,
Montezuma's Daughter |
