| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: I think over-emphasised its esthetic intention, and he also
added some gross Chinese bronzes.
He was, on the whole, a very happy man throughout all that wildly
enterprising time. He made and, as I shall tell in its place,
spent great sums of money. He was constantly in violent motion,
constantly stimulated mentally and physically and rarely tired.
About him was an atmosphere of immense deference much of his
waking life was triumphal and all his dreams. I doubt if he had
any dissatisfaction with himself at all until the crash bore him
down. Things must have gone very rapidly with him.... I think
he must have been very happy.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from My Bondage and My Freedom by Frederick Douglass: Shoot!--shoot! and be d--d. _I won't be tied_." This, the brave
fellow said in a voice as defiant and heroic in its tone, as was
the language itself; and, at the moment of saying this, with the
pistols at his very breast, he quickly raised his arms, and
dashed them from the puny hands of his assassins, the weapons
flying in opposite directions. Now came the struggle. All hands
was now rushed upon the brave fellow, and, after beating him for
some time, they succeeded in overpowering and tying him. Henry
put me to shame; he fought, and fought bravely. John and I had
made no resistance. The fact is, I never see much use in
fighting, unless there is a reasonable probability of whipping
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: tall house entirely inhabited by persons in varying stages of
poverty. As he was also in ill-health, I made a habit of passing
my afternoon with him, and when there it was my part to answer the
door. The steady procession of people begging, and the expectant
and confident manner in which they presented themselves, struck me
more and more daily; and I could not but remember with surprise
that though my father lived but a few streets away in a fine house,
beggars scarce came to the door once a fortnight or a month. From
that time forward I made it my business to inquire, and in the
stories which I am very fond of hearing from all sorts and
conditions of men, learned that in the time of their distress it
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