| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn: guided was iron; and the clank of the warrior's stride proved him fully
armed,-- probably some palace-guard on duty. Hoichi's first alarm was over:
he began to imagine himself in good luck; -- for, remembering the
retainer's assurance about a "person of exceedingly high rank," he thought
that the lord who wished to hear the recitation could not be less than a
daimyo of the first class. Presently the samurai halted; and Hoichi became
aware that they had arrived at a large gateway; -- and he wondered, for he
could not remember any large gate in that part of the town, except the main
gate of the Amidaji. "Kaimon!" [4] the samurai called,-- and there was a
sound of unbarring; and the twain passed on. They traversed a space of
garden, and halted again before some entrance; and the retainer cried in a
Kwaidan |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Eve and David by Honore de Balzac: of a family. What despairing grief his wife must feel at this moment!
Why had he not done as Marion had said, and earned money enough to
pursue his investigations at leisure?
"How can I stay in Angouleme after such a disgrace? And when I come
out of prison, what will become of us? Where shall we go?"
Doubts as to his process began to occur to him, and he passed through
an agony which none save inventors can understand. Going from doubt to
doubt, David began to see his real position more clearly; and to
himself he said, as the Cointets had said to old Sechard, as Petit-
Claud had just said to Eve, "Suppose that all should go well, what
does it amount to in practice? The first thing to be done is to take
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: in the garret, give birth to ideas that no one can grasp.
"Yesterday evening I sat eating bread and grapes in front of my
window with a young doctor named Meyraux. We talked as men do whom
misfortune has joined in brotherhood, and I said to him:
" 'I am going away; you are staying. Take up my ideas and develop
them.'
" 'I cannot!' said he, with bitter regret: 'my feeble health
cannot stand so much work, and I shall die young of my struggle
with penury.'
"We looked up at the sky and grasped hands. We first met at the
Comparative Anatomy course, and in the galleries of the Museum,
Louis Lambert |
