|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre:
advanced geometrical contrivance, the Garden Spider's net; and, in
spite of its ingenuity, it does not give a favourable notion of its
constructor. It is hardly more than a shapeless scaffolding, run
up anyhow. And yet, like the others, the builder of this slovenly
edifice must have her own principles of beauty and accuracy. As it
is, the prettily-latticed mouth of the crater makes us suspect
this; the nest, the mother's usual masterpiece, will prove it to
When laying-time is at hand, the Spider changes her residence; she
abandons her web in excellent condition; she does not return to it.
Whoso will can take possession of the house. The hour has come to
The Life of the Spider
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker:
and yet which are, that some people see things that others cannot?
But there are things old and new which must not be contemplated by men's eyes,
because they know, or think they know, some things which other men have
told them. Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all,
and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
But yet we see around us every day the growth of new beliefs, which think
themselves new, and which are yet but the old, which pretend to be young,
like the fine ladies at the opera. I suppose now you do not believe
in corporeal transference. No? Nor in materialization. No? Nor in
astral bodies. No? Nor in the reading of thought. No? Nor in hypnotism.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde:
have wrecked my own life, but I will not let you wreck yours. You
- why, you are a mere girl, you would be lost. You haven't got the
kind of brains that enables a woman to get back. You have neither
the wit nor the courage. You couldn't stand dishonour! No! Go
back, Lady Windermere, to the husband who loves you, whom you love.
You have a child, Lady Windermere. Go back to that child who even
now, in pain or in joy, may be calling to you. [LADY WINDERMERE
rises.] God gave you that child. He will require from you that
you make his life fine, that you watch over him. What answer will
you make to God if his life is ruined through you? Back to your
house, Lady Windermere - your husband loves you! He has never