| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Seraphita by Honore de Balzac: meditative process the thoughts of the author whose works he was
studying.
On the other side of the stove and near a door which communicated with
the kitchen Minna was indistinctly visible in the haze of the good
man's smoke, to which she was apparently accustomed. Beside her on a
little table were the implements of household work, a pile of napkins,
and another of socks waiting to be mended, also a lamp like that which
shone on the white page of the book in which the pastor was absorbed.
Her fresh young face, with its delicate outline, expressed an infinite
purity which harmonized with the candor of the white brow and the
clear blue eyes. She sat erect, turning slightly toward the lamp for
Seraphita |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Barlaam and Ioasaph by St. John of Damascus: measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ: that thou mayest
henceforth be no more a child in mind, tossed to and fro, and
carried about on the wild and raging waves of thy passions: or
rather in malice be a child, but have thy mind settled and made
steadfast toward that which is good, and walk worthy of the
vocation wherewith thou wast called, in the keeping of the
commandments of the Lord, casting off and putting far from thee
the vanity of thy former conversation, henceforth walking not as
the Gentiles walk in the vanity of their mind, having their
understanding darkened, alienated from the glory of God, in
subjection to their lusts and unreasonable affections. But as
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu by Sax Rohmer: that had killed him. Now, with those remorseless memories
jostling in my mind, I was entering the house of Fu-Manchu's
last victim, and the shadow of that giant evil seemed to be
upon it like a palpable cloud.
Cadby's old landlady greeted me with a queer mixture of fear
and embarrassment in her manner.
"I am Dr. Petrie," I said, "and I regret that I bring bad news
respecting Mr. Cadby."
"Oh, sir!" she cried. "Don't tell me that anything has happened to him!"
And divining something of the mission on which I was come,
for such sad duty often falls to the lot of the medical man:
The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu |
