|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan:
nonsense; for tradesmen, Charles, are the most exorbitant fellows.
CHARLES. Very true, and paying them is only encouraging them.
CARELESS. Nothing else.
CHARLES. Ay, ay, never fear.--
So! this was an odd old fellow, indeed. Let me see, two-thirds
of these five hundred and thirty odd pounds are mine by right.
Fore Heaven! I find one's ancestors are more valuable relations
than I took them for!--Ladies and gentlemen, your most obedient
and very grateful servant.
[Bows ceremoniously to the pictures.]
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Youth by Joseph Conrad:
blue gleam appeared forward, shining below the wreck
of the deck. It wavered in patches, it seemed to stir and
creep like the light of a glowworm. I saw it first, and
told Mahon. 'Then the game's up,' he said. 'We had
better stop this towing, or she will burst out suddenly
fore and aft before we can clear out.' We set up a yell;
rang bells to attract their attention; they towed on. At
last Mahon and I had to crawl forward and cut the rope
with an ax. There was no time to cast off the lashings.
Red tongues could be seen licking the wilderness of
splinters under our feet as we made our way back to the
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre:
shows it trickling from the broken threads in the form of a
transparent and more or less granular streak. The following
experiment will tell us more about it.
With a sheet of glass passed across the web, I gather a series of
lime-threads which remain fixed in parallel lines. I cover this
sheet with a bell-jar standing in a depth of water. Soon, in this
atmosphere saturated with humidity, the threads become enveloped in
a watery sheath, which gradually increases and begins to flow. The
twisted shape has by this time disappeared; and the channel of the
thread reveals a chaplet of translucent orbs, that is to say, a
series of extremely fine drops.
The Life of the Spider