|The first excerpt represents the element of Air. It speaks of mental influences and the process of thought, and is drawn from The Tanach:
Genesis 24: 4 But thou shalt go unto my country, and to my kindred, and take a wife for my son, even for Isaac.'
Genesis 24: 5 And the servant said unto him: 'Peradventure the woman will not be willing to follow me unto this land; must I needs bring thy son back unto the land from whence thou camest?'
Genesis 24: 6 And Abraham said unto him: 'Beware thou that thou bring not my son back thither.
Genesis 24: 7 The LORD, the God of heaven, who took me from my father's house, and from the land of my nativity, and who spoke unto me, and who swore unto me, saying: Unto thy seed will I give this land; He will send His angel before thee, and thou shalt take a wife for my son from thence.
Genesis 24: 8 And if the woman be not willing to follow thee, then thou shalt be clear from this my oath; only thou shalt not bring my son back thither.'
Genesis 24: 9 And the servant put his hand under the thigh of Abraham his master, and swore to him concerning this matter.
Genesis 24: 10 And the servant took ten camels, of the camels of his master, and departed; having all goodly things of his master's in his hand; and he arose, and went to Aram-naharaim, unto the city of Nahor.
Genesis 24: 11 And he made the camels to kneel down without the city by the well of water at the time of evening, the time that women go out to draw water.
Genesis 24: 12 And he said: 'O LORD, the God of my master Abraham, send me, I pray Thee, good speed this day, and show kindness unto my master Abraham.
|The second excerpt represents the element of Fire. It speaks of emotional influences and base passions, and is drawn from Tales of Unrest by Joseph Conrad:
and his wife not at home. There was nothing unusual in that. He said,
"No; no tea," and went upstairs.
He ascended without footfalls. Brass rods glimmered all up the red
carpet. On the first-floor landing a marble woman, decently covered
from neck to instep with stone draperies, advanced a row of lifeless
toes to the edge of the pedestal, and thrust out blindly a rigid white
arm holding a cluster of lights. He had artistic tastes--at home.
Heavy curtains caught back, half concealed dark corners. On the rich,
stamped paper of the walls hung sketches, water-colours, engravings.
His tastes were distinctly artistic. Old church towers peeped above
green masses of foliage; the hills were purple, the sands yellow, the
Tales of Unrest