| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Of The Nature of Things by Lucretius: In any kind: thou wilt discover still
Each from the other still unlike in shape.
Nor in no other wise could offspring know
Mother, nor mother offspring- which we see
They yet can do, distinguished one from other,
No less than human beings, by clear signs.
Thus oft before fair temples of the gods,
Beside the incense-burning altars slain,
Drops down the yearling calf, from out its breast
Breathing warm streams of blood; the orphaned mother,
Ranging meanwhile green woodland pastures round,
Of The Nature of Things |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Verne: fears from a totally different cause.
Several passengers had got off at Green River, and were walking up and down
the platforms; and among these Aouda recognised Colonel Stamp Proctor,
the same who had so grossly insulted Phileas Fogg at the San Francisco meeting.
Not wishing to be recognised, the young woman drew back from the window,
feeling much alarm at her discovery. She was attached to the man who,
however coldly, gave her daily evidences of the most absolute devotion.
She did not comprehend, perhaps, the depth of the sentiment with which
her protector inspired her, which she called gratitude, but which,
though she was unconscious of it, was really more than that.
Her heart sank within her when she recognised the man whom
Around the World in 80 Days |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: I hid in some bulrushes and waited. Pretty soon along comes three Injuns, and
when they saw where I had taken to the water they stopped and held a short
pow-wow. Then they all took to the water. This was what I was waitin' for.
When they got nearly acrosst I shot the first redskin, and loadin' quick got a
bullet into the others. The last Injun did not sink. I watched him go floatin'
down stream expectin' every minute to see him go under as he was hurt so bad
he could hardly keep his head above water. He floated down a long ways and the
current carried him to a pile of driftwood which had lodged against a little
island. I saw the Injun crawl up on the drift. I went down stream and by
keepin' the island between me and him I got out to where he was. I pulled my
tomahawk and went around the head of the island and found the redskin leanin'
Betty Zane |
