| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: He became very dejected after his outburst.
"Yes. Scrollwork. Maybe. Jacobus hinted at that too. He's never
at a loss when there's any money to be extracted from a sailorman.
He would make me pay through the nose for that carving. A gilt
fiddlehead did you say - eh? I dare say it would do for you. You
young fellows don't seem to have any feeling for what's proper."
He made a convulsive gesture with his right arm.
"Never mind. Nothing can make much difference. I would just as
soon let the old thing go about the world with a bare cutwater," he
cried sadly. Then as the boat got away from the steps he raised
his voice on the edge of the quay with comical animosity:
'Twixt Land & Sea |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sylvie and Bruno by Lewis Carroll: clustered most closely, and from whence he could look down on his
audience from such a height that all shyness vanished, and he began his
Story merrily.
"Once there were a Mouse and a Crocodile and a Man and a Goat and a
Lion." I had never heard the 'dramatis personae' tumbled into a story
with such profusion and in such reckless haste; and it fairly took my
breath away. Even Sylvie gave a little gasp, and allowed three of the
Frogs, who seemed to be getting tired of the entertainment, to hop away
into the ditch, without attempting to stop them.
"And the Mouse found a Shoe, and it thought it were a Mouse-trap.
So it got right in, and it stayed in ever so long."
Sylvie and Bruno |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: little thought persuaded him was antagonism. It surprised and
hurt him. He had never been much of a success with girls and
young married women, but their mothers and old people had generally
been fond of him. Still, though Mrs. Belding's hair was snow-white,
she did not impress him as being old. He reflected that there
might come a time when it would be desirable, far beyond any
ground of every-day friendly kindliness, to have Mrs. Belding be
well disposed toward him. So he thought about her, and pondered
how to make her like him. It did not take very long for Dick to
discover that he liked her. Her face, except when she smiled,
was thoughtful and sad. It was a face to make one serious. Like
Desert Gold |
