| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: that can't picture the deadly horrors of remorse--"
The Celtic imagination was aflame, and Granice mutely thanked him
for the word. What neither Ascham nor Denver would accept as a
conceivable motive the Irish reporter seized on as the most
adequate; and, as he said, once one could find a convincing
motive, the difficulties of the case became so many incentives to
effort.
"Remorse--REMORSE," he repeated, rolling the word under his
tongue with an accent that was a clue to the psychology of the
popular drama; and Granice, perversely, said to himself: "If I
could only have struck that note I should have been running in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Seraphita by Honore de Balzac: knowledge of things; the little that we learn of the laws of the
visible world enables us to apprehend the immensity of the worlds
invisible. I know not if the time has come to speak thus to you, but I
would, ah, I would communicate to you the flame of my hopes! Perhaps
we may one day be together in the world where Love never dies."
"Why not here and now?" she said, murmuring.
"Nothing is stable here," he said, disdainfully. "The passing joys of
earthly love are gleams which reveal to certain souls the coming of
joys more durable; just as the discovery of a single law of nature
leads certain privileged beings to a conception of the system of the
universe. Our fleeting happiness here below is the forerunning proof
Seraphita |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling: sweated out more of my foolish pride.'
'Good stuff is good iron,' said Mr Springett. 'I done a pair of
lodge gates once in Eighteen hundred Sixty-three.'
'Oh, I forgot to say that Bob Brygandyne whipped away my
draft of the ship's scroll-work, and would not give it back to me
to re-draw. He said 'twould do well enough. Howsoever, my
lawful work kept me too busied to remember him. Body o' me,
but I worked that winter upon the gates and the bronzes for the
tomb as I'd never worked before! I was leaner than a lath, but I
lived - I lived then!' Hal looked at Mr Springett with his wise,
crinkled-up eyes, and the old man smiled back.
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