| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard: 'And thou, Macumazahn, I have hard of what thou didst; thou art
brave, and hast a loyal heart. And the black one too, ah, he was
a man. I would fain have seen him hurl Nasta from the stairway.'
'Thou art a strange woman, Sorais,' I said; 'I pray thee now
plead with the Queen Nyleptha, that perchance she may show mercy
unto thee.'
She laughed out loud. 'I plead for mercy!' she said and at
that moment the Queen entered, accompanied by Sir Henry and Good,
and took her seat with an impassive face. As for poor Good,
he looked intensely ill at ease.
'Greeting, Sorais!' said Nyleptha, after a short pause. 'Thou
Allan Quatermain |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: listening-in to the radio.
Mrs Bolton came in with two glasses of malted milk: for Clifford, to
make him sleep, and for Connie, to fatten her again. It was a regular
night-cap she had introduced.
Connie was glad to go, when she had drunk her glass, and thankful she
needn't help Clifford to bed. She took his glass and put it on the
tray, then took the tray, to leave it outside.
'Goodnight Clifford! DO sleep well! The Racine gets into one like a
dream. Goodnight!'
She had drifted to the door. She was going without kissing him
goodnight. He watched her with sharp, cold eyes. So! She did not even
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Cousin Pons by Honore de Balzac: were to take it into her head to send us both to the Criminal Court
first and the hulks afterwards--I should apply for a passport and set
sail for America, though I am as innocent as a new-born babe. So well
I know what justice means. Now, see here, my dear Mme. Cibot; to marry
her only daughter to young Vicomte Popinot (heir to M. Pillerault,
your landlord, it is said)--to make that match, she stripped herself
of her whole fortune, so much so that the President and his wife have
nothing at this moment except his official salary. Can you suppose, my
dear madame, that under the circumstances Mme. la Presidente will let
M. Pons' property go out of the family without a word?--Why, I would
sooner face guns loaded with grape-shot than have such a woman for my
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