| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: rather dark, brown stone cottage, with gables and a handsome chimney,
looked uninhabited, it was so silent and alone. But a thread of smoke
rose from the chimney, and the little railed-in garden in the front of
the house was dug and kept very tidy. The door was shut.
Now she was here she felt a little shy of the man, with his curious
far-seeing eyes. She did not like bringing him orders, and felt like
going away again. She knocked softly, no one came. She knocked again,
but still not loudly. There was no answer. She peeped through the
window, and saw the dark little room, with its almost sinister privacy,
not wanting to be invaded.
She stood and listened, and it seemed to her she heard sounds from the
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott: MacCarthy MacMahon; secondly, that the said Tressilian was an
agent of Monsieur, coming to urge his suit to the hand of
Elizabeth; thirdly, that he was the Duke of Medina, come over,
incognito, to adjust the quarrel betwixt Philip and that
princess.
Tressilian was angry, and expostulated with the artist on the
various inconveniences, and, in particular, the unnecessary
degree of attention to which they were subjected by the figments
he thus circulated; but he was pacified (for who could be proof
against such an argument?) by Wayland's assuring him that a
general importance was attached to his own (Tressilian's)
Kenilworth |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Before Adam by Jack London: Sometimes, on looking back upon him, when the vision of
him is most clear, I note a striking resemblance
between him and the father of my father's gardener.
The gardener's father was very old, very wrinkled and
withered; and for all the world, when he peered through
his tiny, bleary eyes and mumbled with his toothless
gums, he looked and acted like old Marrow-Bone. This
resemblance, as a child, used to frighten me. I always
ran when I saw the old man tottering along on his two
canes. Old Marrow-Bone even had a bit of sparse and
straggly white beard that seemed identical with the
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