| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Episode Under the Terror by Honore de Balzac: becomes one more victory snatched from fate. But from the way in which
the women looked at him it was easy to see that their intense anxiety
was on his account.
"Why should our faith in God fail us, my sisters?" he said, in low but
fervent tones. "We sang His praises through the shrieks of murderers
and their victims at the Carmelites. If it was His will that I should
come alive out of that butchery, it was, no doubt, because I was
reserved for some fate which I am bound to endure without murmuring.
God will protect His own; He can do with them according to His will.
It is for you, not for me that we must think."
"No," answered one of the women. "What is our life compared to a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: us say no more about it, my dear.'
So he dropped the red-brick dwelling-house on the floor, and
setting his heel upon it, crushed it into pieces. The halfpence,
and sixpences, and other voluntary contributions, rolled about in
all directions, but nobody offered to touch them, or to take them
up.
'That,' said the locksmith, 'is easily disposed of, and I would to
Heaven that everything growing out of the same society could be
settled as easily.'
'It happens very fortunately, Varden,' said his wife, with her
handkerchief to her eyes, 'that in case any more disturbances
Barnaby Rudge |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Divine Comedy (translated by H.F. Cary) by Dante Alighieri: "Beloved father! so thou deign," said I,
"To listen, I will tell thee what appear'd
Before me, when so fail'd my sinking steps."
He thus: "Not if thy Countenance were mask'd
With hundred vizards, could a thought of thine
How small soe'er, elude me. What thou saw'st
Was shown, that freely thou mightst ope thy heart
To the waters of peace, that flow diffus'd
From their eternal fountain. I not ask'd,
What ails thee? for such cause as he doth, who
Looks only with that eye which sees no more,
The Divine Comedy (translated by H.F. Cary) |
