| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Some Reminiscences by Joseph Conrad: and peeping through discovered standing perfectly still in the
light of the fire "a little fat fellow in a three-cornered hat,
buttoned up in a long straight coat, with a big pale face,
inclined on one shoulder, looking something like a priest. His
hands were clasped behind his back. . .It appears that this was
the Emperor," the Ancient commented with a faint sigh. He was
staring from the ground with all his might, when "my poor
father," who had been searching for his boy frantically
everywhere, pounced upon him and hauled him away by the ear.
The tale seems an authentic recollection. He related it to me
many times, using the very same words. The grandfather honoured
Some Reminiscences |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bucolics by Virgil: Ye Nymphs of Dicte, close the forest-glades,
If haply there may chance upon mine eyes
The white bull's wandering foot-prints: him belike
Following the herd, or by green pasture lured,
Some kine may guide to the Gortynian stalls.
Then sings he of the maid so wonder-struck
With the apples of the Hesperids, and then
With moss-bound, bitter bark rings round the forms
Of Phaethon's fair sisters, from the ground
Up-towering into poplars. Next he sings
Of Gallus wandering by Permessus' stream,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: deductions disturbed by some unforeseen aberrancy of form or
function; and how much more so to the wife whose estimate of
herself is inevitably bound up with her judgment of her husband!
Arment's shrewdness did not, indeed, imply any latent
intellectual power; it suggested, rather, potentialities of
feeling, of suffering, perhaps, in a blind rudimentary way, on
which Julia's sensibilities naturally declined to linger. She so
fully understood her own reasons for leaving him that she
disliked to think they were not as comprehensible to her husband.
She was haunted, in her analytic moments, by the look of
perplexity, too inarticulate for words, with which he had
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