| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Almayer's Folly by Joseph Conrad: other, almost violently. "Not even death," he whispered to
himself.
"This is a friend's talk, and is very good," said Almayer,
heartily. "But you are too far here. Drop down to the jetty and
let your men cook their rice in my campong while we talk in the
house."
There was no answer to that invitation.
"What is it?" asked Almayer, uneasily. "There is nothing wrong
with the brig, I hope?"
"The brig is where no Orang Blanda can lay his hands on her,"
said Dain, with a gloomy tone in his voice, which Almayer, in his
Almayer's Folly |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herland by Charlotte Gilman: but found it agreeable to watch, and to take part in.
Oh yes, we took part all right! It wasn't absolutely compulsory,
but we thought it better to please.
Terry was the strongest of us, though I was wiry and had
good staying power, and Jeff was a great sprinter and hurdler,
but I can tell you those old ladies gave us cards and spades.
They ran like deer, by which I mean that they ran not as if
it was a performance, but as if it was their natural gait.
We remembered those fleeting girls of our first bright adventure,
and concluded that it was.
They leaped like deer, too, with a quick folding motion of the
Herland |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Bronte Sisters: mother's image visibly stamped upon his fair, intelligent features,
in spite of the blue eyes beaming with gladness, and the bright
locks clustering beneath his cap.
'Am I not grown?' said he, stretching himself up to his full
height.
'Grown! three inches, upon my word!'
'I was seven last birthday,' was the proud rejoinder. 'In seven
years more I shall be as tall as you nearly.'
'Arthur,' said his mother, 'tell him to come in. Go on, Richard.'
There was a touch of sadness as well as coldness in her voice, but
I knew not to what to ascribe it. The carriage drove on and
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall |
