| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Master of Ballantrae by Robert Louis Stevenson: and his time of aberration seemed to pass away. "You can ask
yourself what it all means," he proceeded. "My brother falls sick,
and dies, and is buried, as so they say; and all seems very plain.
But why did the familiar go back? I think ye must see for yourself
it's a point that wants some clearing."
"I will be at your service, my lord, in half a minute," said Sir
William, rising. "Mr. Mackellar, two words with you;" and he led
me without the camp, the frost crunching in our steps, the trees
standing at our elbow, hoar with frost, even as on that night in
the Long Shrubbery. "Of course, this is midsummer madness," said
Sir William, as soon as we were gotten out of bearing.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Deputy of Arcis by Honore de Balzac: amount altogether to some thirty thousand francs a year. When a man is
a deputy and has a fortune like that, he can aspire to anything."
"Madame, he has our utmost admiration and our most earnest wishes for
the success of his political career; but--"
"I am not asking for an answer," said Madame Marion, hastily
interrupting her friend. "I only beg you to reflect on the following
suggestions: Do our children suit each other? Can we marry them? We
should then live in Paris during the sessions; and who knows if the
deputy of Arcis may not be settled there permanently in some fine
place in the magistracy? Look at Monsieur Vinet of Provins, how he has
made his way. People blamed Mademoiselle de Chargeboeuf for marrying
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salammbo by Gustave Flaubert: The Suffet walked at first with rapid strides; he breathed noisily, he
struck the ground with his heel, and drew his hand across his forehead
like a man annoyed by flies. But he shook his head, and as he
perceived the accumulation of his riches he became calm; his thoughts,
which were attracted by the vistas in the passages, wandered to the
other halls that were full of still rarer treasures. Bronze plates,
silver ingots, and iron bars alternated with pigs of tin brought from
the Cassiterides over the Dark Sea; gums from the country of the
Blacks were running over their bags of palm bark; and gold dust heaped
up in leathern bottles was insensibly creeping out through the worn-
out seams. Delicate filaments drawn from marine plants hung amid flax
Salammbo |
