| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: steps to place his arm round the tottering old man.
"Was that Holderness?"
"Yes," replied Hare.
"The deeds of the wicked return unto them! God's will!"
Hare led the Bishop indoors. The sitting-room was full Or wailing women
and crying children. None of the young men were present. Again Hare
made note of their inexplicable absence. He spoke soothingly to the
frightened family. The little boys and girls yielded readily to his
persuasion, but the women took no heed of him.
"Where are your sons?" asked Hare.
"I don't know," replied the Bishop. "They should be here to stand by
The Heritage of the Desert |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf: forced them to come against their wills.
All the way down to the beach they had lagged behind together, though
he bade them "Walk up, walk up," without speaking. Their heads were
bent down, their heads were pressed down by some remorseless gale.
Speak to him they could not. They must come; they must follow. They
must walk behind him carrying brown paper parcels. But they vowed, in
silence, as they walked, to stand by each other and carry out the great
compact--to resist tyranny to the death. So there they would sit, one
at one end of the boat, one at the other, in silence. They would say
nothing, only look at him now and then where he sat with his legs
twisted, frowning and fidgeting, and pishing and pshawing and muttering
To the Lighthouse |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy: the noise of merriment from below they descended.
Their path to the front led them close to a little side window,
whence the rays of candles streamed across the shrubs.
The window, being screened from general observation
by the bushes, had been left unblinded, so that a person
in this private nook could see all that was going on
within the room which contained the wedding guests,
except in so far as vision was hindered by the green
antiquity of the panes.
"Charley, what are they doing?" said Clym. "My sight
is weaker again tonight, and the glass of this window
Return of the Native |
