|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Hidden Masterpiece by Honore de Balzac:
of the stuff attracted the attention of the emperor, who, wishing to
compliment the old drunkard, laid a hand upon his shoulder and
discovered the deception. Frenhofer is a man carried away by the
passion of his art; he sees above and beyond what other painters see.
He has meditated deeply on color and the absolute truth of lines; but
by dint of much research, much thought, much study, he has come to
doubt the object for which he is searching. In his hours of despair he
fancies that drawing does not exist, and that lines can render nothing
but geometric figures. That, of course, is not true; because with a
black line which has no color we can represent the human form. This
proves that our art is made up, like nature, of an infinite number of
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis:
in by the fire of provincial jealousies. Kennicott had asserted
that the villager's lack of courtesy is due to his poverty.
"We're no millionaire dudes," he boasted. Yet these army
and navy men, these bureau experts, and organizers of
multitudinous leagues, were cheerful on three or four thousand a
year, while Kennicott had, outside of his land speculations,
six thousand or more, and Sam had eight.
Nor could she upon inquiry learn that many of this reckless
race died in the poorhouse. That institution is reserved for
men like Kennicott who, after devoting fifty years to "putting
aside a stake," incontinently invest the stake in spurious oil-
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber:
it briskly and to her own satisfaction. With her bright brown
eyes and her alert manner and her quick little movements she made
you think of a wren--a businesslike little wren--a very early
wren that is highly versed in the worm-catching way.
At her next utterance he was startled but game.
"Have you had your lunch?"
"Why, no; I----"
"I've been down here since seven, and I'm starved. Let's go and
have a bite at the little Greek restaurant around the corner. A
cup of coffee and a sandwich, anyway."
Seated at the bare little table, she surveyed him with those