| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: and put a hand on her shoulder. Fanny shook her off.
"Answer me. I've got a right to know. Look at this!" She
reached forward and picked up that inert, cold, strangely
shriveled blue hand again.
"My dear child--I'm afraid so."
There came from Fanny's throat a moan that began high, and
poignant, and quavering, and ended in a shiver that seemed
to die in her heart. The room was still again, except for
the breathing, and even that was less raucous.
Fanny stared at the woman on the bed--at the long, finely-
shaped head, with the black hair wadded up so carelessly
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Oscar Wilde Miscellaneous by Oscar Wilde: the gods all day long, and eat of their food with them, do not call
them by their right names.
MYRRHINA. Where are these gods ye worship?
FIRST MAN. We hide them in the folds of our tunics. We do not show
them to any one. If we showed them to any one they might leave us.
MYRRHINA. Where did ye meet with them?
FIRST MAN. They were given to us by an embalmer of the dead who had
found them in a tomb. We served him for seven years.
MYRRHINA. The dead are terrible. I am afraid of Death.
FIRST MAN. Death is not a god. He is only the servant of the gods.
MYRRHINA. He is the only god I am afraid of. Ye have seen many of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll: "As the Bellman would tell you," he added with pride,
"I have uttered that sentiment once.
"'Tis the note of the Jubjub! Keep count, I entreat;
You will find I have told it you twice.
'Tis the song of the Jubjub! The proof is complete,
If only I've stated it thrice."
The Beaver had counted with scrupulous care,
Attending to every word:
But it fairly lost heart, and outgrabe in despair,
When the third repetition occurred.
It felt that, in spite of all possible pains,
The Hunting of the Snark |
