| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Padre Ignacio by Owen Wister: Silence, strained like expectation, filled the Padre's soul. But in place
of the voices came old sights of home again, the waving trees at Aranhal;
then it would be Rachel for a moment, declaiming tragedy while a houseful
of faces that he knew by name watched her; and through all the panorama
rang the pleasant laugh of Gaston. For a while in the evening the Padre
sat at his Erard playing Trovatore. Later, in his sleepless bed he lay,
saying now and then: "To die at home! Surely I may be granted at least
this." And he listened for the inner voices. But they were not speaking
any more, and the black hole of silence grew more dreadful to him than
their arguments. Then the dawn came in at his window, and he lay watching
its gray grow warm into color, until suddenly he sprang from his bed and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas: "What is that?" asked D'Artagnan.
"It is I -- Musqueton," said a mournful voice, whilst a sort
of shadow arose out of the side of the road.
Porthos ran to him. "Art thou dangerously wounded, my dear
Musqueton?" he said.
"No, sir, but I am severely."
"What can we do?" said D'Artagnan; "we must return to
Paris."
"I will take care of Musqueton," said Grimaud; and he gave
his arm to his old comrade, whose eyes were full of tears,
nor could Grimaud tell whether the tears were caused by
Twenty Years After |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dreams & Dust by Don Marquis: Swing and flutter to the chime
Of the music-box that sweetly
Marks the time!
LOWER NEW YORK--A STORM
WHITE wing'd below the darkling clouds
The driven sea-gulls wheel;
The roused sea flings a storm against
The towers of stone and steel.
The very voice of ocean rings
Along the shaken street--
Dusk, storm, and beauty whelm the world
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