| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Britain by Washington Irving: Beef-eaters under arms, and he may bid defiance to the world!
Thus wrapped up in its own concerns, its own habits, and its
own opinions, Little Britain has long flourished as a sound
heart to this great fungous metropolis. I have pleased myself
with considering it as a chosen spot, where the principles of
sturdy John Bullism were garnered up, like seed corn, to renew
the national character, when it had run to waste and
degeneracy. I have rejoiced also in the general spirit of
harmony that prevailed throughout it; for though there might
now and then be a few clashes of opinion between the
adherents of the cheesemonger and the apothecary, and an
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: out of the hollows, of antelope browsing on the sage at the edge of the
forests. Here was the broad track of a grizzly in the snow; there on a
sunny crag lay a tawny mountain-lion asleep. The bronzed cowboy came in for
his share, and the lone bandit played his part in a way to make me shiver.
The great pines, the shady, brown trails, the sunlit glades, were as real
to me as if I had been among them. Most vivid of all was the lonely forest
at night and the campfire. I heard the sputter of the red embers and
smelled the wood smoke; I peered into the dark shadows watching and
listening for I knew not what.
On the next day early in the afternoon father appeared on the river road.
"There he is," cried Hal. "He's driving Billy. How he's coming"
The Young Forester |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Rape of Lucrece by William Shakespeare: Rushing from forth a cloud, bereaves our sight;
Even so, the curtain drawn, his eyes begun
To wink, being blinded with a greater light:
Whether it is that she reflects so bright,
That dazzleth them, or else some shame supposed;
But blind they are, and keep themselves enclosed.
O, had they in that darksome prison died,
Then had they seen the period of their ill!
Then Collatine again by Lucrece' side
In his clear bed might have reposed still:
But they must ope, this blessed league to kill;
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