|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield:
desires to sleep when he returns home--one's children are out of the lap
and in at the university before one can lavish anything at all upon them!"
"But Love is not a question of lavishing," said the Advanced Lady. "It is
the lamp carried in the bosom touching with serene rays all the heights and
"Darkest Africa," I murmured flippantly.
She did not hear.
"The mistake we have made in the past--as a sex," said she, "is in not
realising that our gifts of giving are for the whole world--we are the glad
sacrifice of ourselves!"
"Oh!" cried Elsa rapturously, and almost bursting into gifts as she
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Secret Sharer by Joseph Conrad:
I heard the other raise his voice incredulously--"What? The
Captain himself?" Then a few more murmurs, a door closed, then another.
A few moments later I went on deck.
My strangeness, which had made me sleepless, had prompted that
unconventional arrangement, as if I had expected in those solitary
hours of the night to get on terms with the ship of which I
knew nothing, manned by men of whom I knew very little more.
Fast alongside a wharf, littered like any ship in port with a
tangle of unrelated things, invaded by unrelated shore people,
I had hardly seen her yet properly. Now, as she lay cleared for sea,
the stretch of her main-deck seemed to me very find under the stars.
The Secret Sharer
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft:
collections of my uncle, failed in any way to identify this particular
species, or even hint at its remotest affiliations.
apparent hieroglyphics was a figure of evident pictorial intent,
though its impressionistic execution forbade a very clear idea
of its nature. It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing
a monster, of a form which only a diseased fancy could conceive.
If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous
pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall
not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled
head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings;
Call of Cthulhu