| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy: "I was just going to say . . ."
She interrupted him. "It was that Therese you used to know?"
"I was just saying . . ."
"How disgusting you are, you menl How is it you can't understand
that a woman can never forget that," she said, getting more and
more angry, and so letting him see the cause of her irritation,
"especially a woman who cannot know your life? What do I know?
What have I ever known?" she said; "what you tell me. And how do
I know whether you tell me the truth? . . ."
"Anna, you hurt me. Don't you trust me? Haven't I told you that I
haven't a thought I wouldn't lay bare to you?"
Anna Karenina |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad: I found myself back in the sepulchral city resenting the sight
of people hurrying through the streets to filch a little money
from each other, to devour their infamous cookery, to gulp their
unwholesome beer, to dream their insignificant and silly dreams.
They trespassed upon my thoughts. They were intruders whose
knowledge of life was to me an irritating pretence, because I
felt so sure they could not possibly know the things I knew.
Their bearing, which was simply the bearing of commonplace
individuals going about their business in the assurance of
perfect safety, was offensive to me like the outrageous flauntings
of folly in the face of a danger it is unable to comprehend.
Heart of Darkness |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sarrasine by Honore de Balzac: one who seemed out of spirits.
" 'Are you ill?' Sarrasine asked her. 'Would you prefer to go home?'
" 'I am not strong enough to stand all this dissipation,' she replied.
'I have to be very careful; but I feel so happy with you! Except for
you, I should not have remained to this supper; a night like this
takes away all my freshness.'
" 'You are so delicate!' rejoined Sarrasine, gazing in rapture at the
charming creature's dainty features.
" 'Dissipation ruins my voice.'
" 'Now that we are alone,' cried the artist, 'and that you no longer
have reason to fear the effervescence of my passion, tell me that you
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