| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Inn by Honore de Balzac: must have been afraid. Perhaps he is still hidden in the inn, for our
horses were both in the courtyard this morning. What an
incomprehensible mystery!" he went on, after a moment's silence.
"Somnambulism! somnambulism? I never had but one attack in my life,
and that was when I was six years old. Must I go from this earth," he
cried, striking the ground with his foot, "carrying with me all there
is of friendship in the world? Shall I die a double death, doubting a
fraternal love begun when we were only five years old, and continued
through school and college? Where is Frederic?"
He wept. Can it be that we cling more to a sentiment than to life?
"Let us go in," he said; "I prefer to be in my cell. I do not wish to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from U. S. Project Trinity Report by Carl Maag and Steve Rohrer: exposures ranging from 3.4 to 4.7 roentgens. Film badge readings for
this three-day period indicate that the two individuals who operated
mechanical shovels received 3.4 and 4.3 roentgens, while the two who
supervised and monitored the excavation received exposures of 4.2 and
4.7 roentgens. The individual receiving 4.7 roentgens during the
excavation operation had received 1.3 roentgens from a previous
exposure, making his total exposure 6 roentgens (1).
An Army captain who accompanied all test and observer parties into the
ground zero area between 1 September and 11 October 1945 received a
total gamma exposure of 2.6 roentgens (1). The activities and times
of exposure are not known for other personnel with exposures over 2
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dawn O'Hara, The Girl Who Laughed by Edna Ferber: exclamations, followed by a little stricken silence on
the part of Frau Nirlanger when she saw Bennie snatched
to the breast of this weeping woman. So it was that in
the midst of the confusion we did not hear the approach
of the probation officer and her charge. They came up
the path to the door, and there the little sister turned
the knob, and it yielded under her fingers, and the old
door swung open; and so she entered the house quite as
Alma Pflugel had planned she should, except that the
roses were not blooming along the edge of the sunken
brick walk.
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