| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad: with me for suggesting the very thing his whole being desires. I
don't feel guilty. It's he who is tormenting himself with his
infinite scrupulosity."
"Ah," I said, looking at the mangled dummy like the model of some
atrocious murder. "Ah, the fortune. But that can be left alone."
"What nonsense! How is it possible? It isn't contained in a bag,
you can't throw it into the sea. And moreover, it isn't her fault.
I am astonished that you should have thought of that vulgar
hypocrisy. No, it isn't her fortune that cheeks my son; it's
something much more subtle. Not so much her history as her
position. He is absurd. It isn't what has happened in her life.
The Arrow of Gold |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Glinda of Oz by L. Frank Baum: Oracle, which told me that one calls herself Princess
Ozma, the Ruler of all the Land of Oz, and the other is
Princess Dorothy of Oz, who came from a country called
Kansas. I know nothing of the Land of Oz, and I know
nothing of Kansas."
"Why, this is the Land of Oz!" cried Dorothy. "It's a
part of the Land of Oz, anyhow, whether you know it or
not."
"Oh, in-deed!" answered Queen Coo-ee-oh, scornfully.
"I suppose you will claim next that this Princess Ozma,
ruling the Land of Oz, rules me!"
Glinda of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson: "think not that I mock at you, except in mirth, as between kinsfolk
and singular friends. I will make you a marriage of a thousand
pounds, go to! and cherish you exceedingly. I took you, indeed,
roughly, as the time demanded; but from henceforth I shall
ungrudgingly maintain and cheerfully serve you. Ye shall be Mrs.
Shelton - Lady Shelton, by my troth! for the lad promiseth bravely.
Tut! ye will not shy for honest laughter; it purgeth melancholy.
They are no rogues who laugh, good cousin. Good mine host, lay me
a meal now for my cousin, Master John. Sit ye down, sweetheart,
and eat."
"Nay," said Master John, "I will break no bread. Since ye force me
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