| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: no tremors, not a sound of any kind. They might have been alone
on board the Emma, abandoned even by the ghost of Captain
Jorgenson departed to rejoin the Barque Wild Rose on the shore of
the Cimmerian sea.--"It's like the stillness of the end," said
Mrs. Travers in a low, equable voice.--"Yes, but that, too, is
false," said Lingard in the same tone.--"I don't understand,"
Mrs. Travers began, hurriedly, after a short silence. "But don't
use that word. Don't use it, King Tom! It frightens me by its
mere sound."
Lingard made no sign. His thoughts were back with Hassim and
Immada. The young chief and his sister had gone up country on a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe: the pitiable condition into which I had fallen, by pacing rapidly
to and fro through the apartment.
I had taken but few turns in this manner, when a light step
on an adjoining staircase arrested my attention. I presently
recognized it as that of Usher. In an instant afterwards he
rapped, with a gentle touch, at my door, and entered, bearing a
lamp. His countenance was, as usual, cadaverously wan--but,
moreover, there was a species of mad hilarity in his eyes--an
evidently restrained hysteria in his whole demeanour. His
air appalled me--but anything was preferable to the solitude
which I had so long endured, and I even welcomed his presence as
The Fall of the House of Usher |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: Dinah's family lived in a small farmhouse, up a green lane, close by a meadow
with some fine shady trees; there were two cows feeding in it.
A young man asked Jerry to bring his trap into the meadow, and he would
tie me up in the cowshed; he wished he had a better stable to offer.
"If your cows would not be offended," said Jerry, "there is nothing my horse
would like so well as to have an hour or two in your beautiful meadow;
he's quiet, and it would be a rare treat for him."
"Do, and welcome," said the young man; "the best we have is at your service
for your kindness to my sister; we shall be having some dinner in an hour,
and I hope you'll come in, though with mother so ill we are all out of sorts
in the house."
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