|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James:
by calculation or on a signal, but from a happy instinct which made
them, like a band of gipsies, work so neatly together? They amused
him as much as if they had really been a band of gipsies. He was
still young and had not seen much of the world - his English years
had been properly arid; therefore the reversed conventions of the
Moreens - for they had THEIR desperate proprieties - struck him as
topsy-turvy. He had encountered nothing like them at Oxford; still
less had any such note been struck to his younger American ear
during the four years at Yale in which he had richly supposed
himself to be reacting against a Puritan strain. The reaction of
the Moreens, at any rate, went ever so much further. He had
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft:
The awful thing was its source.
For it had come from the large
covered vat in that ghoulish corner of crawling black shadows.
VI. The Tomb-Legions
Published July 1922 in Home Brew Vol.
1, No. 6, p. 57-62.
When Dr. Herbert West disappeared a year
ago, the Boston police questioned me closely. They suspected that
I was holding something back, and perhaps suspected graver things;
but I could not tell them the truth because they would not have
believed it. They knew, indeed, that West had been connected with
Herbert West: Reanimator
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis:
you to sing, Mr. Wutherspoon. You're the only famous actor
I'm going to let appear on the stage tonight."
While Raymie blushed and admitted, "Oh, they don't want
to hear me," he was clearing his throat, pulling his clean
handkerchief farther out of his breast pocket, and thrusting his
fingers between the buttons of his vest.
In her affection for Raymie's defender, in her desire to
"discover artistic talent," Carol prepared to be delighted by the
Raymie sang "Fly as a Bird," "Thou Art My Dove," and
"When the Little Swallow Leaves Its Tiny Nest," all in a