| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: "Oh, I'm going--I only wanted to know what to expect. Now, in case I get
above him, what then?"
"Make him back down till he reaches these first branches. When he gets so
far I'll tell you what to do." I put my arm through the coil of rope, and,
slinging it snugly over my shoulder, began to climb the pine. It was the
work of only a moment to reach the first branch.
"Wal, I reckon you're some relation to a squirrel at thet," said Hiram
Bent. "Jest as I thought the little cuss is climbin' higher. Thet's goin'
to worry us."
It was like stepping up a ladder from the first branch to the fork. The cub
had gone up the right-hand trunk some fifteen feet, and was now hugging it.
The Young Forester |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith: now resolved to be master here, sir; and I desire that you and your
drunken pack may leave my house directly.
MARLOW. Leave your house!----Sure you jest, my good friend! What?
when I'm doing what I can to please you.
HARDCASTLE. I tell you, sir, you don't please me; so I desire you'll
leave my house.
MARLOW. Sure you cannot be serious? At this time o' night, and such a
night? You only mean to banter me.
HARDCASTLE. I tell you, sir, I'm serious! and now that my passions are
roused, I say this house is mine, sir; this house is mine, and I
command you to leave it directly.
She Stoops to Conquer |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola: touching up her toilet. Hurriedly and without changing her dress
she had her hair done up and stuck white roses in her chignon and at
her bosom. The little room was littered with the drawing-room
furniture, which the workmen had been compelled to roll in there,
and it was full of a motley assemblage of round tables, sofas and
armchairs, with their legs in air for the most part. Nana was quite
ready when her dress caught on a castor and tore upward. At this
she swore furiously; such things only happened to her! Ragingly she
took off her dress, a very simple affair of white foulard, of so
thin and supple a texture that it clung about her like a long shift.
But she put it on again directly, for she could not find another to
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