| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Alkahest by Honore de Balzac: deliberate ardor, the well-considered, inalterable steadfastness of
Balthazar; if it were indeed true that he was seeking to make gold, he
was capable of throwing his last crust into the crucible with absolute
indifference. But what was he really seeking? Up to this time maternal
feeling and conjugal love had been so mingled in the heart of this
woman that the children, equally beloved by husband and wife, had
never come between them. Suddenly she found herself at times more
mother than wife, though hitherto she had been more wife than mother.
However ready she had been to sacrifice her fortune and even her
children to the man who had chosen her, loved her, adored her, and to
whom she was still the only woman in the world, the remorse she felt
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell: room but it was scratched and the broken legs showed signs of
clumsy repair. The sideboard, the silver and the spindly chairs
were gone. The dull-gold damask draperies which had covered the
arching French windows at the back of the room were missing, and
only the remnants of the lace curtains remained, clean but
obviously mended.
In place of the curved sofa she had liked so much was a hard bench
that was none too comfortable. She sat upon it with as good grace
as possible, wishing her skirts were in such condition that she
could dance. It would be so good to dance again. But, of course,
she could do more with Frank in this sequestered alcove than in a
Gone With the Wind |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde: Dorian Gray laughed, and tossed his head. "You are quite
incorrigible, Harry; but I don't mind. It is impossible to be angry
with you. When you see Sibyl Vane, you will feel that the man
who could wrong her would be a beast, a beast without a heart.
I cannot understand how any one can wish to shame the thing
he loves. I love Sibyl Vane. I want to place her on a pedestal
of gold and to see the world worship the woman who is mine.
What is marriage? An irrevocable vow. You mock at it for that.
Ah! don't mock. It is an irrevocable vow that I want to take.
Her trust makes me faithful, her belief makes me good.
When I am with her, I regret all that you have taught me.
The Picture of Dorian Gray |
