| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: clear voice, which I knew was master's:
"James Howard! James Howard! Are you there?" There was no answer,
but I heard a crash of something falling in the stable,
and the next moment I gave a loud, joyful neigh, for I saw James
coming through the smoke leading Ginger with him; she was coughing violently,
and he was not able to speak.
"My brave lad!" said master, laying his hand on his shoulder,
"are you hurt?"
James shook his head, for he could not yet speak.
"Ay," said the big man who held me; "he is a brave lad, and no mistake."
"And now," said master, "when you have got your breath, James,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Out of Time's Abyss by Edgar Rice Burroughs: He could feel the body of the girl pressed close to his tremble
as her eyes rested upon the inmates of the room, and involuntarily
his arm encircled her shoulders as though to protect her from some
danger which he sensed without recognizing.
"Poor things," she whispered. "This is their horrible fate--to
be imprisoned here beneath the surface of the city with their
hideous offspring whom they hate as they hate their fathers.
A Wieroo keeps his children thus hidden until they are full-grown
lest they be murdered by their fellows. The lower rooms of the
city are filled with many such as these."
Several feet above was a second door beyond which they found a
Out of Time's Abyss |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Symposium by Xenophon: have done and eat his dinner; till Critobulus could not stand his
lamentation longer, but broke into a peal of laughter. The welcome
sound sufficed. The sufferer unveiled his face, and thus addressed his
inner self:[33] "Be of good cheer, my soul, there are many battles[34]
yet in store for us," and so he fell to discussing the viands once
again.
[32] Philippus would seem to have anticipated Mr. Woodward; see
Prologue to "She Stoops to Conquer":
Pray, would you know the reason I'm crying?
The Comic Muse long sick is now a-dying!
And if she goes . . .
The Symposium |
