| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Historical Mystery by Honore de Balzac: wits of the town declared that he had white-washed the affair and
splashed his own cause, and had made the accused as white as the
plaster itself. France is the domain of satire, which reigns supreme
in our land; Frenchmen jest on a scaffold, at the Beresina, at the
barricades, and some will doubtless appear with a quirk upon their
lips at the grand assizes of the Last Judgment.
CHAPTER XVIII
TRIAL CONTINUED: CRUEL VICISSITUDES
On the morrow the witnesses for the prosecution were examined,--Madame
Marion, Madame Grevin, Grevin himself, the senator's valet, and
Violette, whose testimony can readily be imagined from the facts
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Magic of Oz by L. Frank Baum: all the fine things of Oz people have."
"Beasts wouldn't know what to do with the things people use," said
the Gray Ape.
"But this is only part of my plan," insisted the Nome. "Listen to
the rest of it. We two Li-Mon-Eags are powerful magicians. When you
have conquered the Oz people we will transform them all into beasts,
and send them to the forests to live, and we will transform all the
beasts into people, so they can enjoy all the wonderful delights of
the Emerald City."
For a moment no beast spoke. Then the King said: "Prove it."
"Prove what?" asked Ruggedo.
The Magic of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Oedipus Trilogy by Sophocles: Was laid on me, and laid by none but me.
Yea with these hands all gory I pollute
The bed of him I slew. Say, am I vile?
Am I not utterly unclean, a wretch
Doomed to be banished, and in banishment
Forgo the sight of all my dearest ones,
And never tread again my native earth;
Or else to wed my mother and slay my sire,
Polybus, who begat me and upreared?
If one should say, this is the handiwork
Of some inhuman power, who could blame
Oedipus Trilogy |
