|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Father Sergius by Leo Tolstoy:
But his gentleness prevailed with everyone.
Often, finding a copy of the Gospels in a hut he would read it
aloud, and when they heard him the people were always touched and
surprised, as at something new yet familiar.
When he succeeded in helping people, either by advice, or by his
knowledge of reading and writing, or by settling some quarrel, he
did not wait to see their gratitude but went away directly
afterwards. And little by little God began to reveal Himself
Once he was walking along with two old women and a soldier. They
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Man of Business by Honore de Balzac:
hear his voice.'
" 'Pshaw,' said she, 'that is not so easy. He never says a word to
" 'Then why does he come here?' demanded Maxime.
" 'For a queer reason,' returned the fair Antonia. 'In the first
place, although he is sixty-nine, he has a fancy; and because he is
sixty-nine, he is as methodical as a clock face. Every day at five
o'clock the old gentleman goes to dine with /her/ in the Rue de la
Victoire. (I am sorry for her.) Then at six o'clock, he comes here,
reads steadily at the papers for four hours, and goes back at ten
o'clock. Daddy Croizeau says that he knows M. Denisart's motives, and
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Deserted Woman by Honore de Balzac:
more difficult thing, be it said, to enter a room where there is but
one woman, than a room that holds a score.
A great fire was burning on the hearth in spite of the mild weather,
and by the soft light of the candles in the sconces he saw a young
woman sitting on a high-backed /bergere/ in the angle by the hearth.
The seat was so low that she could move her head freely; every turn of
it was full of grace and delicate charm, whether she bent, leaning
forward, or raised and held it erect, slowly and languidly, as though
it were a heavy burden, so low that she could cross her feet and let
them appear, or draw them back under the folds of a long black dress.
The Vicomtesse made as if she would lay the book that she was reading