| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot: without injury to her smooth curls, obliged Miss Priscilla to pause
in this rapid survey of life, and Mrs. Osgood seized the opportunity
of rising and saying--
"Well, niece, you'll follow us. The Miss Gunns will like to go
down."
"Sister," said Nancy, when they were alone, "you've offended the
Miss Gunns, I'm sure."
"What have I done, child?" said Priscilla, in some alarm.
"Why, you asked them if they minded about being ugly--you're so
very blunt."
"Law, did I? Well, it popped out: it's a mercy I said no more, for
Silas Marner |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sylvie and Bruno by Lewis Carroll: Society, and I had to set forth alone for an afternoon-stroll.
I took the road to the Station, and, at the point where the road from
the 'Hall' joined it, I paused, seeing my friends in the distance,
seemingly bound for the same goal.
"Will you join us?" the Earl said, after I had exchanged greetings with
him, and Lady Muriel, and Captain Lindon. "This restless young man is
expecting a telegram, and we are going to the Station to meet it."
"There is also a restless young woman in the case," Lady Muriel added.
"That goes without saying, my child," said her father.
"Women are always restless!"
"For generous appreciation of all one's best qualities," his daughter
Sylvie and Bruno |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: No other type of man had ever appealed to her.
Her conception of a real man had always been one who
did his own thinking and commanded rather than asked
the respect of others.
She had thrown the spell of her beauty over this
headstrong, masterful man. He was wax in her hands. A
delicious sense of power filled her. She had never
known what happiness meant before. She floated through
space. The spinning lines of towering buildings on
Broadway passed as mists in a dream.
As the velvet feet of the car touched the great
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