|The first excerpt represents the element of Air. It speaks of mental influences and the process of thought, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad:
could not be. I cut short my angry laugh while Mrs. Fyne murmured
with a slight movement of her shoulders, "He! Poor man! Oh come .
. . "
By a great effort of will I found myself able to smile amiably, to
speak with proper softness.
"My dear Mrs. Fyne, you forget that I don't know him--not even by
sight. It's difficult to imagine a victim as passive as all that;
but granting you the (I very nearly said: imbecility, but checked
myself in time) innocence of Captain Anthony, don't you think now,
frankly, that there is a little of your own fault in what has
happened. You bring them together, you leave your brother to
|The second excerpt represents the element of Fire. It speaks of emotional influences and base passions, and is drawn from The Country of the Pointed Firs by Sarah Orne Jewett:
mother," she promised me. "'Twould please her very much,
an' there's one or two sca'ce herbs grows better on the island than
anywhere else. I ain't seen their like nowheres here on the main."
"Now I'm goin' right down to get us each a mug o' my beer,"
she announced as we entered the house, "an' I believe I'll sneak in
a little mite o' camomile. Goin' to the funeral an' all, I feel to
have had a very wearin' afternoon."
I heard her going down into the cool little cellar, and then
there was considerable delay. When she returned, mug in hand, I
noticed the taste of camomile, in spite of my protest; but its
flavor was disguised by some other herb that I did not know, and