| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: on. "My small nephew and I get on famously. But imagine if a
whole benchful of boys began asking me questions that I couldn't
answer! What should I do? For one could not spank them all, you
know! And mother says that I ought not to teach anybody spelling,
because I leave the U out of HONOR."
Altogether it was a letter which I could assure Mr. Taylor "sized
up" very well with the letters written in my part of the United
States. And it was signed, "Your very sincere spinster, Molly
Stark Wood."
"I never seen HONOR spelled with a U," said Mr. Taylor, over
whose not highly civilized head certain portions of the letter
 The Virginian |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Passion in the Desert by Honore de Balzac: hung at the top of a palm tree, whose foliage he had torn off. Taught
by necessity, he found the means of keeping it spread out, by
fastening it with little sticks; for the wind might not be blowing at
the moment when the passing traveler was looking through the desert.
It was during the long hours, when he had abandoned hope, that he
amused himself with the panther. He had come to learn the different
inflections of her voice, the expressions of her eyes; he had studied
the capricious patterns of all the rosettes which marked the gold of
her robe. Mignonne was not even angry when he took hold of the tuft at
the end of her tail to count her rings, those graceful ornaments which
glittered in the sun like jewelry. It gave him pleasure to contemplate
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: rather - and lapse into ominous musing whenever Mrs. Linton had
occasion to be absent from the apartment.
I determined to watch his movements. My heart invariably cleaved
to the master's, in preference to Catherine's side: with reason I
imagined, for he was kind, and trustful, and honourable; and she -
she could not be called OPPOSITE, yet she seemed to allow herself
such wide latitude, that I had little faith in her principles, and
still less sympathy for her feelings. I wanted something to happen
which might have the effect of freeing both Wuthering Heights and
the Grange of Mr. Heathcliff quietly; leaving us as we had been
prior to his advent. His visits were a continual nightmare to me;
 Wuthering Heights |