| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Death of the Lion by Henry James: of the party. Little country practitioner as he was, he literally
packed off the Princess. She departed as promptly as if a
revolution had broken out, and Guy Walsingham emigrated with her.
I was kindly permitted to remain, and this was not denied even to
Mrs. Wimbush. The privilege was withheld indeed from Dora Forbes;
so Mrs. Wimbush kept her latest capture temporarily concealed.
This was so little, however, her usual way of dealing with her
eminent friends that a couple of days of it exhausted her patience,
and she went up to town with him in great publicity. The sudden
turn for the worse her afflicted guest had, after a brief
improvement, taken on the third night raised an obstacle to her
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from From the Earth to the Moon by Jules Verne: "Sea of Humors," barely softened by some drops of the waters
from the "Gulf of Dew!" Clouds, rain, storms, and humors-- does
the life of man contain aught but these? and is it not summed up
in these four words?
The right hemisphere, "dedicated to the ladies," encloses
smaller seas, whose significant names contain every incident of
a feminine existence. There is the "Sea of Serenity," over
which the young girl bends; "The Lake of Dreams," reflecting a
joyous future; "The Sea of Nectar," with its waves of tenderness
and breezes of love; "The Sea of Fruitfulness;" "The Sea of
Crises;" then the "Sea of Vapors," whose dimensions are perhaps
From the Earth to the Moon |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn: taste of those fruits even but once, he can never again feel thirst or
hunger. In Horai grow the enchanted plants So-rin-shi, and Riku-go-aoi, and
Ban-kon-to, which heal all manner of sickness;-- and there grows also the
magical grass Yo-shin-shi, that quickens the dead; and the magical grass is
watered by a fairy water of which a single drink confers perpetual youth.
The people of Horai eat their rice out of very, very small bowls; but the
rice never diminishes within those bowls,-- however much of it be eaten,--
until the eater desires no more. And the people of Horai drink their wine
out of very, very small cups; but no man can empty one of those cups,--
however stoutly he may drink,-- until there comes upon him the pleasant
drowsiness of intoxication.
Kwaidan |
