| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Merry Men by Robert Louis Stevenson: with dead things on the one hand, and with our pure and pitying God
upon the other: a thing brutal and divine, and akin at once to the
innocence and to the unbridled forces of the earth.
My head thus reeling, I came into the courtyard of the residencia,
and the sight of the mother struck me like a revelation. She sat
there, all sloth and contentment, blinking under the strong
sunshine, branded with a passive enjoyment, a creature set quite
apart, before whom my ardour fell away like a thing ashamed. I
stopped a moment, and, commanding such shaken tones as I was able,
said a word or two. She looked at me with her unfathomable
kindness; her voice in reply sounded vaguely out of the realm of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: do no more, and must now stand or fall by nature. My
occupation ended, I fell a prey to the most sickening
impatience, mingled with alarms; giving ear to the swelling
rumour of the streets, and at each change of sound or
silence, starting, shrinking, and colouring to the brow.
Love is not to be prepared, I know, without some knowledge of
the object; and yet, when the cab at last rattled to the door
and I heard my visitor mount the stairs, such was the tumult
of hopes in my poor bosom that love itself might have been
proud to own their parentage. The door opened, and it was
Doctor Grierson that appeared. I believe I must have
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Alexander's Bridge by Willa Cather: "Where did you ever find such gold work, Bartley?"
"It's old Flemish. Isn't it fine?"
"They are the most beautiful things, dear.
But, you know, I never wear earrings."
"Yes, yes, I know. But I want you to
wear them. I have always wanted you to.
So few women can. There must be a good ear,
to begin with, and a nose"--he waved his
hand--"above reproach. Most women look
silly in them. They go only with faces like
yours--very, very proud, and just a little hard."
Alexander's Bridge |
