| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Prince of Bohemia by Honore de Balzac: contrasts.'
" 'Especially life off the stage,' I put in.
" 'That is just what I mean,' he continued. 'Why, but for these
violent emotions, one would be bored to death! Ah! that woman has the
gift of rousing me.'
"We went to the Varietes after dinner; but before we left the house I
slipped into du Bruel's room, and on a shelf among a pile of waste
papers found the copy of the /Petites-Affiches/, in which, agreeably
to the reformed law, notice of the purchase of the house was inserted.
The words stared me in the face--'At the request of Jean Francois du
Bruel and Claudine Chaffaroux, his wife----' /Here/ was the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Maitre Cornelius by Honore de Balzac: Oosterlinck? That's a hostage, hey!"
"And suppose he steals those Bavarian jewels? Tiens, he looks more
like a thief than a Fleming."
"Hush!" exclaimed the old man, listening attentively to some sound.
Both misers listened. A moment after the "Hush!" uttered by Cornelius,
a noise produced by the steps of several men echoed in the distance on
the other side of the moat of the town.
"It is the Plessis guard on their rounds," said the sister.
"Give me the key of the apprentice's room," said Cornelius.
The old woman made a gesture as if to take the lamp.
"Do you mean to leave us alone, without light?" cried Cornelius, in a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: fennel and decayed refuse streamed from the gulley, and again Andreas began
concocting a letter. He turned into the main road. The shutters were
still up before the shops. Scraps of newspaper, hay, and fruit skins
strewed the pavement; the gutters were choked with the leavings of Saturday
night. Two dogs sprawled in the middle of the road, scuffling and biting.
Only the public-house at the corner was open; a young barman slopped water
over the doorstep.
Fastidiously, his lips curling, Andreas picked his way through the water.
"Extraordinary how I am noticing things this morning. It's partly the
effect of Sunday. I loathe a Sunday when Anna's tied by the leg and the
children are away. On Sunday a man has the right to expect his family.
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