| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: its light that at night hovers over swamps, its breath that propels
the clouds, its voice that renders church-bells harmonious. And
Felicite worshipped devoutly, while enjoying the coolness and the
stillness of the church.
As for the dogma, she could not understand it and did not even try.
The priest discoursed, the children recited, and she went to sleep,
only to awaken with a start when they were leaving the church and
their wooden shoes clattered on the stone pavement.
In this way, she learned her catechism, her religious education having
been neglected in her youth; and thenceforth she imitated all
Virginia's religious practices, fasted when she did, and went to
A Simple Soul |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: and dead. Madeline had to believe that a hard and perilous life
in a barren and wild country developed great principles in men.
Living close to earth, under the cold, bleak peaks, on the
dust-veiled desert, men grew like the nature that developed them-
-hard, fierce, terrible, perhaps, but big--big with elemental
force.
But one day, while out walking alone, before she realized it she
had gone a long way down a dim trail winding among the rocks. It
was the middle of a summer afternoon, and all about her were
shadows of the crags crossing the sunlit patches. The quiet was
undisturbed. She went on and on, not blind to the fact that she
The Light of Western Stars |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris: to see your chance when it comes? And, besides, do you think I
would take MONEY from you? Can't you understand? If you don't take
this money that belongs to you, you would insult me. That is just
the way I would feel about it. You must see that. If you care
for me at all, you'll take it."
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The editor of the Sunday Supplement put his toothpick behind his
ear and fixed Condy with his eyeglasses.
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