| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad: It made me hold my breath in expectation of hearing the wilderness
burst into a prodigious peal of laughter that would shake
the fixed stars in their places. Everything belonged to him--
but that was a trifle. The thing was to know what he belonged to,
how many powers of darkness claimed him for their own.
That was the reflection that made you creepy all over.
It was impossible--it was not good for one either--trying to imagine.
He had taken a high seat amongst the devils of the land--
I mean literally. You can't understand. How could you?--
with solid pavement under your feet, surrounded by kind neighbours
ready to cheer you or to fall on you, stepping delicately between
Heart of Darkness |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: "I rather gathered that you had some more definite--more personal
reason for my hurrying. After all, history can keep--except in the
making!"
"Quite right, my boy. I had a reason such as you very wisely
guessed. I was anxious for you to be here when a rather important
phase of our local history occurred."
"What is that, if I may ask, sir?"
"Certainly. The principal land-owner of our part of the county is
on his way home, and there will be a great home-coming, which you
may care to see. The fact is, for more than a century the various
owners in the succession here, with the exception of a short time,
Lair of the White Worm |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Within the Tides by Joseph Conrad: The last door of all she threw open herself.
"You sleep here, senor," she murmured in a voice light like a
child's breath, offering him the lamp.
"BUENOS NOCHES, SENORITA," he said politely, taking it from her.
She didn't return the wish audibly, though her lips did move a
little, while her gaze black like a starless night never for a
moment wavered before him. He stepped in, and as he turned to
close the door she was still there motionless and disturbing, with
her voluptuous mouth and slanting eyes, with the expression of
expectant sensual ferocity of a baffled cat. He hesitated for a
moment, and in the dumb house he heard again the blood pulsating
Within the Tides |
