| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anthem by Ayn Rand: and fled, and left us groping vainly.
And we felt torn, torn for some word we could not find.
PART TEN
We are sitting at a table and we are
writing this upon paper made thousands
of years ago. The light is dim, and we
cannot see the Golden One, only one lock
of gold on the pillow of an ancient bed.
This is our home.
We came upon it today, at sunrise.
For many days we had been crossing a chain
Anthem |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gobseck by Honore de Balzac: but the happiest and the best of men."
"I left you in the Rue du Helder," remarked the uncle, raising his
face after a gentle doze. "You had gone to see a Countess; what have
you done with her?"
"A few days after my conversation with the old Dutchman," Derville
continued, "I sent in my thesis, and became first a licentiate in law,
and afterwards an advocate. The old miser's opinion of me went up
considerably. He consulted me (gratuitously) on all the ticklish bits
of business which he undertook when he had made quite sure how he
stood, business which would have seemed unsafe to any ordinary
practitioner. This man, over whom no one appeared to have the
Gobseck |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: cast about for another reason.
"Why, I--the thing haunts me . . . remorse, I suppose you'd call
it. . ."
Denver struck the ashes from his empty pipe.
"Remorse? Bosh!" he said energetically.
Granice's heart sank. "You don't believe in--REMORSE?"
"Not an atom: in the man of action. The mere fact of your
talking of remorse proves to me that you're not the man to have
planned and put through such a job."
Granice groaned. "Well--I lied to you about remorse. I've never
felt any."
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