| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift: accordingly, and I placed them in chairs of state, upon my table,
just over against me, with their guards about them. Flimnap, the
lord high treasurer, attended there likewise with his white
staff; and I observed he often looked on me with a sour
countenance, which I would not seem to regard, but ate more than
usual, in honour to my dear country, as well as to fill the court
with admiration. I have some private reasons to believe, that
this visit from his majesty gave Flimnap an opportunity of doing
me ill offices to his master. That minister had always been my
secret enemy, though he outwardly caressed me more than was usual
to the moroseness of his nature. He represented to the emperor
Gulliver's Travels |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from O Pioneers! by Willa Cather: wife. No, never I hurt her when she devil me
something awful!" He struck his fist down on
the warden's desk so hard that he afterward
stroked it absently. A pale pink crept over
his neck and face. "Two, t'ree years I know
dat woman don' care no more 'bout me, Alex-
andra Bergson. I know she after some other
man. I know her, oo-oo! An' I ain't never hurt
her. I never would-a done dat, if I ain't had
dat gun along. I don' know what in hell make
me take dat gun. She always say I ain't no
O Pioneers! |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: These violent revulsions of the mind on itself gave me, without my
knowing it, a comprehension of its power, and accustomed me to the
workings of the mind.
Lambert himself explained everything by his theory of the angels. To
him pure love--love as we dream of it in youth--was the coalescence of
two angelic natures. Nothing could exceed the fervency with which he
longed to meet a woman angel. And who better than he could inspire or
feel love? If anything could give an impression of an exquisite
nature, was it not the amiability and kindliness that marked his
feelings, his words, his actions, his slightest gestures, the conjugal
regard that united us as boys, and that we expressed when we called
Louis Lambert |
