| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell: Carpetbaggers who are tryin' to take Tara away from you? Why,
everybody's got land. Everybody's land pore. You can't give away
land."
"I've got those diamond earbobs I got off that Yankee. We could
sell them."
"Miss Scarlett, who 'round here has got money for earbobs? Folks
ain't got money to buy side meat, let alone gewgaws. If you've got
ten dollars in gold, I take oath that's more than most folks have
got."
They were silent again and Scarlett felt as if she were butting her
head against a stone wall. There had been so many stone walls to
Gone With the Wind |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: Then came the peculiar twang of Indian bows. There were showers of sparks and
little streaks of fire with long tails like comets winged their parabolic
flight toward the cabin. Falling short they hissed and sputtered in the grass.
Jonathan's rifle spoke and one of the fleeing forms tumbled to the earth. A
series of long yells from all around the Fort greeted this last shot, but not
an Indian fired a rifle.
Fire-tipped arrows were now shot at the block-house, but not one took effect,
although a few struck the stockade-fence. Col. Zane had taken the precaution
to have the high grass and the clusters of goldenrod cut down all round the
Fort. The wisdom of this course now became evident, for the wily savages could
not crawl near enough to send their fiery arrows on the roof of the
Betty Zane |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy: in the corner by the door. After looking round the parlor, Levin
went out in the back yard. The good-looking young woman in clogs,
swinging the empty pails on the yoke, ran on before him to the
well for water.
"Look sharp, my girl!" the old man shouted after her,
good-humoredly, and he went up to Levin. "Well, sir, are you
going to Nikolay Ivanovitch Sviazhsky? His honor comes to us
too," he began, chatting, leaning his elbows on the railing of
the steps. In the middle of the old man's account of his
acquaintance with Sviazhsky, the gates creaked again, and
laborers came into the yard from the fields, with wooden ploughs
Anna Karenina |
