| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Muse of the Department by Honore de Balzac: to as a resource.
Then her love for him led her to take a step she would never had
thought of for her own sake. Through her mother she tried to negotiate
with her husband for an allowance, but without Etienne's knowledge;
for, as she thought, it would be an offence to his delicate feelings,
which must be considered. A few days before the end of July, Dinah
crumbled up in her wrath the letter from her mother containing
Monsieur de la Baudraye's ultimatum:
"Madame de la Baudraye cannot need an allowance in Paris when she can
live in perfect luxury at her Chateau of Anzy: she may return."
Lousteau picked up this letter and read it.
The Muse of the Department |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: threshing time the crew looked forward to working for Ben, the
farmer, and dreaded the meals prepared by Bella, his wife. She
was notoriously the worst cook and housekeeper in the county.
And all through the years, in trouble and in happiness, her
plaint was the same-- "If I'd thought I was going to stick down
on a farm all my life, slavin' for a pack of menfolks day and
night, I'd rather have died. Might as well be dead as rottin'
here."
Her schoolteacher English had early reverted. Her speech was as
slovenly as her dress. She grew stout, too, and unwieldy, and
her skin coarsened from lack of care and from overeating. And in
One Basket |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from My Aunt Margaret's Mirror by Walter Scott: still retain a slight hold upon; for, in some family
arrangements, it had been settled upon Aunt Margaret during the
term of her life. Upon this frail tenure depends, in a great
measure, the last shadow of the family of Bothwell of Earl's
Closes, and their last slight connection with their paternal
inheritance. The only representative will then be an infirm old
man, moving not unwillingly to the grave, which has devoured all
that were dear to his affections.
When I have indulged such thoughts for a minute or two, I enter
the mansion, which is said to have been the gate-house only of
the original building, and find one being on whom time seems to
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