|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde:
Rentrons Vous n'avez rien e faire ici.
HERODE. Je resterai! Manasse, mettez des tapis le. Allumez des
flambeaux. Apportez les tables d'ivoire, et les tables de jaspe.
L'air ici est delicieux. Je boirai encore du vin avec mes hotes.
Aux ambassadeurs de Cesar il faut faire tout honneur.
HERODIAS. Ce n'est pas e cause d'eux que vous restez.
HERODE. Oui, l'air est delicieux. Viens, Herodias, nos hotes nous
attendent. Ah! j'ai glisse! j'ai glisse dans le sang! C'est d'un
mauvais presage. C'est d'un tres mauvais presage. Pourquoi y a-t-
il du sang ici? . . . Et ce cadavre? Que fait ici ce cadavre?
Pensez-vous que je sois comme le roi d'Egypte qui ne donne jamais un
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Emerald City of Oz by L. Frank Baum:
rejoined Aunt Em, diffidently.
"Now that we're together again, and one reunited party," observed the
Shaggy Man, "what are we to do next?"
"Have some supper and a night's rest," answered the Wizard
promptly, "and then proceed upon our journey."
"Where to?" asked the Captain General.
"We haven't visited the Rigmaroles or the Flutterbudgets yet," said
Dorothy. "I'd like to see them--wouldn't you?"
"They don't sound very interesting," objected Aunt Em. "But perhaps
"And then," continued the little Wizard, "we will call upon the Tin
The Emerald City of Oz
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Garden Party by Katherine Mansfield:
jar of sea-pinks, pressed so tightly together they looked more like a
velvet pincushion, and a special shell which Kezia had given her grandma
for a pin-tray, and another even more special which she had thought would
make a very nice place for a watch to curl up in.
"Tell me, grandma," said Kezia.
The old woman sighed, whipped the wool twice round her thumb, and drew the
bone needle through. She was casting on.
"I was thinking of your Uncle William, darling," she said quietly.
"My Australian Uncle William?" said Kezia. She had another.
"Yes, of course."
"The one I never saw?"