| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Almayer's Folly by Joseph Conrad: 'This is very good; let there be peace.' And the trouble shall be
removed from your heart, Rajah."
"True! true!" said Lakamba.
"And, this being accomplished by me who am your slave, you shall
reward with a generous hand. That I know! The white man is
grieving for the lost treasure, in the manner of white men who
thirst after dollars. Now, when all other things are in order,
we shall perhaps obtain the treasure from the white man. Dain
must escape, and Almayer must live."
"Now go, Babalatchi, go!" said Lakamba, getting off his chair.
"I am very sick, and want medicine. Tell the white chief so."
Almayer's Folly |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: exhaustion. Just wait a minute."
I went back to the pantry, only to be confronted with rows of locked
doors and empty dishes. Downstairs, in the basement kitchen,
however, I found two unattractive looking cold chops, some dry bread
and a piece of cake, wrapped in a napkin, and from its surreptitious
and generally hang-dog appearance, destined for the coachman in the
stable at the rear. Trays there were none - everything but the
chairs and tables seemed under lock and key, and there was neither
napkin, knife nor fork to be found.
The luncheon was not attractive in appearance, but Hotchkiss ate
his cold chops and gnawed at the crusts as though he had been
The Man in Lower Ten |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: Ben. I had to live a long time to understand it. But I never
held a grudge. It just wasn't to be, I suppose. But listen to
me, Ben. You do as I tell you. You go back to your wheat and
your apples and your hogs. There isn't a bigger man-size job in
the world. It's where you belong."
Unconsciously his shoulders straightened again. Again they
sagged. And so they parted, the two.
He must have walked almost all the long way home, through miles
and miles of city streets. He must have lost his way, too, for
when he looked up at a corner street sign it was an unfamiliar
one.
One Basket |
