| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, etc. by Oscar Wilde: a heavy splash, and all was still. Lord Arthur looked anxiously
over, but could see nothing of the cheiromantist but a tall hat,
pirouetting in an eddy of moonlit water. After a time it also
sank, and no trace of Mr. Podgers was visible. Once he thought
that he caught sight of the bulky misshapen figure striking out for
the staircase by the bridge, and a horrible feeling of failure came
over him, but it turned out to be merely a reflection, and when the
moon shone out from behind a cloud it passed away. At last he
seemed to have realised the decree of destiny. He heaved a deep
sigh of relief, and Sybil's name came to his lips.
'Have you dropped anything, sir?' said a voice behind him suddenly.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: offering an unceremonious visit. They were crossing the country
to go to the southward; the roads were indifferent; the
accommodation of the inns as execrable as possible; the Lord
Keeper had been long acquainted intimately with one of his
correspondents, and, though more slightly known to the Marquis,
had yet enough of his lordship's acquaintance to render the visit
sufficiently natural, and to shut the mouths of those who might
be disposed to impute it to a political intrigue. He instantly
accepted the offered visit, determined, however, that he would
not pledge himself an inch farther for the furtherance of their
views than REASON (by which he meant his own self-interest)
The Bride of Lammermoor |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: Suddenly Punch became limp and lifeless in his wife's embrace,
and with my freed right hand I slipped her mask over her
forehead, smiled into her eyes, and kissed them.
"I promised not to ask again."
"Punch!"
So for a moment we two let the world wag. Then the whole booth
fell heavily over, mouth uppermost, and we within it. It was the
final of the animal race that was responsible for our overthrow.
The black pig, blind with jealous rage and mortification at being
beaten on the tape by a cochin china, had borne violently down
upon the booth and upset it, with wicked grunts of satisfaction.
The Brother of Daphne |
