| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Human Drift by Jack London: then, suddenly, I was a madman, rushing wildly aft. I had seen
the thing again, the long, wavering attenuated substance through
which could be seen the fore-rigging. This time I had reached
only the break of the poop when I checked myself. Again I
reasoned over the situation, and it was pride that counselled
strongest. I could not afford to make myself a laughing-stock.
This thing, whatever it was, I must face alone. I must work it
out myself. I looked back to the spot where we had tilted the
Bricklayer. It was vacant. Nothing moved. And for a third time
I resumed my amid-ships pacing.
In the absence of the thing my fear died away and my intellectual
|
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: Robert Acton also seemed to admire it, as he admired so many
of the gracious manifestations of Madame Munster's wit.
They had the privilege of making him restless, and on this occasion
he walked away, suddenly, with his hands in his pockets, and then came
back and leaned against his column. Eugenia was now complimenting
her uncle upon his daughter's engagement, and Mr. Wentworth
was listening with his usual plain yet refined politeness.
It is to be supposed that by this time his perception of the mutual
relations of the young people who surrounded him had become more acute;
but he still took the matter very seriously, and he was not
at all exhilarated.
|
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan: LADY TEAZLE. [Advancing.] Yet I believe, Sir Oliver, here is one
whom Charles is still more anxious to be reconciled to.
SIR OLIVER. O I have heard of his Attachment there--and, with the
young Lady's Pardon if I construe right that Blush----
SIR PETER. Well--Child--speak your sentiments--you know--we are
going to be reconciled to Charles--
MARIA. Sir--I have little to say--but that I shall rejoice to hear
that He is happy--For me--whatever claim I had to his Affection--
I willing resign to one who has a better title.
CHARLES. How Maria!
SIR PETER. Heyday--what's the mystery now? while he appeared
|
