|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Facino Cane by Honore de Balzac:
The fiddle and the flageolet were neither of them interesting; their
faces were of the ordinary type among the blind--earnest, attentive,
and grave. Not so the clarionet player; any artist or philosopher must
have come to a stop at the sight of him.
Picture to yourself a plaster mask of Dante in the red lamplight, with
a forest of silver-white hair above the brows. Blindness intensified
the expression of bitterness and sorrow in that grand face of his; the
dead eyes were lighted up, as it were, by a thought within that broke
forth like a burning flame, lit by one sole insatiable desire, written
large in vigorous characters upon an arching brow scored across with
as many lines as an old stone wall.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas:
have said to that?"
"Do you hear?" interrupted D'Artagnan; "become a Frondist,
my friend, belong to the Fronde, and remember that I fill
the count's place in everything;" and he jingled his money.
"Will you come?" said he to Porthos.
"Where?" asked Porthos, filling a second glass of wine.
"To present our respects to the cardinal."
Porthos swallowed the second glass with the same grace with
which he had imbibed the first, took his beaver and followed
D'Artagnan. As for Raoul, he remained bewildered with what
he had seen, having been forbidden by D'Artagnan to leave
Twenty Years After
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]:
all," thought Tattine's Mother, standing pale and trembling at her window, and
watching the road which the wagonette would have to come. And then what did
she see but Barney, trotting bravely up the hill, with the geese still craning
their necks through the laths of the cage, but the reins dragging through the
mud of the roadway, and with no children in the little cart. Close behind him
came the wagonette, which Barney was cleverly managing to keep well ahead of,
but Mrs. Gerald soon discovered that neither were the children in that either.
In an instant she was down the stairs and out on the porch to meet Patrick at
"It isn't possible you have no word of the children?" she cried excitedly.
"Patrick Kirk says they started home by the ford in time to reach here an hour