|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley:
transacted there more than a century and a half before. It was
here that Charles I had collected his forces. This city had
remained faithful to him, after the whole nation had forsaken his
cause to join the standard of Parliament and liberty. The memory
of that unfortunate king and his companions, the amiable Falkland,
the insolent Goring, his queen, and son, gave a peculiar interest to
every part of the city which they might be supposed to have inhabited.
The spirit of elder days found a dwelling here, and we delighted
to trace its footsteps. If these feelings had not found an
imaginary gratification, the appearance of the city had yet
in itself sufficient beauty to obtain our admiration.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne:
man had become aware of our projects, and wished to prevent
their accomplishment. Mr. Starr comes to see us at the Dochart pit.
No sooner does he enter it with me than an immense stone is
cast upon us, and communication is interrupted by the breaking
of the ladders in the Yarrow shaft. We commence exploring.
An experiment, by which the existence of a new vein would
be proved, is rendered impossible by stoppage of fissures.
Notwithstanding this, the examination is carried out,
the vein discovered. We return as we came, a prodigious
gust of air meets us, our lamp is broken, utter darkness
surrounds us. Nevertheless, we make our way along the gloomy
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Alkahest by Honore de Balzac:
apparently and suddenly nothing in the heart where she had lately
reigned. Spanish by race, the feelings of a Spanish woman rose within
her when she discovered her rival in a Science that allured her
husband from her: torments of jealousy preyed upon her heart and
renewed her love. What could she do against Science? Should she combat
that tyrannous, unyielding, growing power? Could she kill an invisible
rival? Could a woman, limited by nature, contend with an Idea whose
delights are infinite, whose attractions are ever new? How make head
against the fascination of ideas that spring the fresher and the
lovelier out of difficulty, and entice a man so far from this world
that he forgets even his dearest loves?