| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe: people who are banished thither. We are surrounded with stronger
things than bars or bolts; on the north side, an unnavigable ocean,
where ship never sailed, and boat never swam; every other way we
have above a thousand miles to pass through the Czar's own
dominion, and by ways utterly impassable, except by the roads made
by the government, and through the towns garrisoned by his troops;
in short, we could neither pass undiscovered by the road, nor
subsist any other way, so that it is in vain to attempt it."
I was silenced at once, and found that they were in a prison every
jot as secure as if they had been locked up in the castle at
Moscow: however, it came into my thoughts that I might certainly
Robinson Crusoe |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: of Lord George's horse.
What Myles saw was a plain, rather stout man, with a face fat,
smooth, and waxy, with pale-blue eyes, and baggy in the lids;
clean shaven, except for a mustache and tuft covering lips and
chin. Somehow he felt a deep disappointment. He had expected to
see something lion-like, something regal, and, after all, the
great King Henry was commonplace, fat, unwholesome-looking. It
came to him with a sort of a shock that, after all, a King was in
nowise different from other men.
Meanwhile the Earl and his brother replaced their bascinets, and
presently the whole party moved forward upon the way to
Men of Iron |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley: till his jaws were tired; but Tom hardly minded them at all, he was
so eager to get to the top of the water, and see the pool where the
good whales go.
And a very large pool it was, miles and miles across, though the
air was so clear that the ice cliffs on the opposite side looked as
if they were close at hand. All round it the ice cliffs rose, in
walls and spires and battlements, and caves and bridges, and
stories and galleries, in which the ice-fairies live, and drive
away the storms and clouds, that Mother Carey's pool may lie calm
from year's end to year's end. And the sun acted policeman, and
walked round outside every day, peeping just over the top of the
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