| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: Tartar type modified to idealization, and the tribe of Red Indian
is lucky that breeds such a unique body once in a score of
generations.
Dipping long strokes and strong, the girl, in concert with the
man, suddenly whirled the tiny craft about against the current and
brought it gently to the shore. Another instant and she stood at
the top of the bank, heaving up by rope, hand under hand, a
quarter of fresh-killed moose. Then the man followed her, and
together, with a swift rush, they drew up the canoe. The dogs
were in a whining mass about them, and as the girl stooped among
them caressingly, the man's gaze fell upon Mrs. Sayther, who had
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Two Poets by Honore de Balzac: unfailingly as the clash of cymbals, the trumpet, or the mountebank's
big drum; "beauty," "glory," "poetry," are words that bewitch the
coarsest intellect.
When every one had arrived; when the buzz of talk ceased after
repeated efforts on the part of M. de Bargeton, who, obedient to his
wife, went round the room much as the beadle makes the circle of the
church, tapping the pavement with his wand; when silence, in fact, was
at last secured, Lucien went to the round table near Mme. de Bargeton.
A fierce thrill of excitement ran through him as he did so. He
announced in an uncertain voice that, to prevent disappointment, he
was about to read the masterpieces of a great poet, discovered only
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Intentions by Oscar Wilde: destroy a beautiful thing, yet, by means of their extraordinary
prurience, they can almost taint beauty for a moment. It is
chiefly, I regret to say, through journalism that such people find
expression. I regret it because there is much to be said in favour
of modern journalism. By giving us the opinions of the uneducated,
it keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community. By
carefully chronicling the current events of contemporary life, it
shows us of what very little importance such events really are. By
invariably discussing the unnecessary it makes us understand what
things are requisite for culture, and what are not. But it should
not allow poor Tartuffe to write articles upon modern art. When it
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