| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: swathed in a holland pinafore up to the chin, its hair streaming
back from its head, darting past a lamp-post, past the red pillar-
box . . . "Here," cried Mrs. Fyne; "she's coming here! Run, John!
Run!"
Fyne bounded out of the room. This is his own word. Bounded! He
assured me with intensified solemnity that he bounded; and the sight
of the short and muscular Fyne bounding gravely about the
circumscribed passages and staircases of a small, very high class,
private hotel, would have been worth any amount of money to a man
greedy of memorable impressions. But as I looked at him, the desire
of laughter at my very lips, I asked myself: how many men could be
Chance |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: ivre.
HERODE. Peut-etre qu'il est ivre du vin de Dieu!
HERODIAS. Quel vin est-ce, le vin de Dieu? De quelles vignes
vient-il? Dans quel pressoir peut-on le trouver?
HERODE. [Il ne quitte plus Salome du regard.] Tigellin, quand tu
as ete e Rome dernierement, est-ce que l'empereur t'a parle au sujet
. . .?
TIGELLIN. A quel sujet, Seigneur?
HERODE. A quel sujet? Ah! je vous ai adresse une question, n'est-
ce pas? J'ai oublie ce que je voulais savoir.
HERODIAS. Vous regardez encore ma fille. Il ne faut pas la
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Weir of Hermiston by Robert Louis Stevenson: With the generosity of youth, Archie was instantly under arms upon the
other side: had instantly created a new image of Lord Hermiston, that of
a man who was all iron without and all sensibility within. The mind of
the vile jester, the tongue that had pursued Duncan Jopp with unmanly
insults, the unbeloved countenance that he had known and feared for so
long, were all forgotten; and he hastened home, impatient to confess his
misdeeds, impatient to throw himself on the mercy of this imaginary
character.
He was not to be long without a rude awakening. It was in the gloaming
when he drew near the door-step of the lighted house, and was aware of
the figure of his father approaching from the opposite side. Little
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