| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: truth. With such old-fashioned morality, it is possible to get
through life, and see the worst of it, and feel some of the worst
of it, and still acquiesce piously and even gladly in man's fate.
Feel some of the worst of it, I say; for some of the rest of the
worst is, by this simple faith, excluded.
It was in the year 1868, that the clouds finally rose. The
business in partnership with Mr. Forde began suddenly to pay well;
about the same time the patents showed themselves a valuable
property; and but a little after, Fleeming was appointed to the new
chair of engineering in the University of Edinburgh. Thus, almost
at once, pecuniary embarrassments passed for ever out of his life.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moll Flanders by Daniel Defoe: This was the most reasonable thing that I ever heard of; so I
smiled, and told her I would come and be her customer; but I
told her also, that as I had two months and more to do, I might
perhaps be obliged to stay longer with her than three months,
and desired to know if she would not be obliged to remove me
before it was proper. No, she said; her house was large, and
besides, she never put anybody to remove, that had lain in, till
they were willing to go; and if she had more ladies offered, she
was not so ill-beloved among her neighbours but she could
provide accommodations for twenty, if there was occasion.
I found she was an eminent lady in her way; and, in short, I
Moll Flanders |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: stripped from us, and we were forced to face definitely the reason-shaking
realization which the reader of these pages has doubtless long
ago anticipated. I can scarcely bear to write it down in black
and white even now, but perhaps that will not be necessary.
The
things once rearing and dwelling in this frightful masonry in
the age of dinosaurs were not indeed dinosaurs, but far worse.
Mere dinosaurs were new and almost brainless objects - but the
builders of the city were wise and old, and had left certain traces
in rocks even then laid down well nigh a thousand million years
- rocks laid down before the true life of earth had advanced beyond
At the Mountains of Madness |
