|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Familiar Studies of Men and Books by Robert Louis Stevenson:
your thought more forcibly, but only express a different
thought which is not yours.
Thoreau's true subject was the pursuit of self-improvement
combined with an unfriendly criticism of life as it goes on
in our societies; it is there that he best displays the
freshness and surprising trenchancy of his intellect; it is
there that his style becomes plain and vigorous, and
therefore, according to his own formula, ornamental. Yet he
did not care to follow this vein singly, but must drop into
it by the way in books of a different purport. WALDEN, OR
LIFE IN THE WOODS, A WEEK ON THE CONCORD AND MERRIMACK
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Egmont by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe:
wine; and what conclusions and inferences were thence drawn and
circulated throughout the whole kingdom! Well, we had a cap and bells
embroidered on the sleeves of our servants' liveries, and afterwards
exchanged this senseless device for a bundle of arrows;--a still more
dangerous symbol for those who are bent upon discovering a meaning
where nothing is meant, These and similar follies were conceived and
brought forth in a moment of merriment. It was at our suggestion that a
noble troop, with beggars' wallets, and a self-chosen nickname, with mock
humility recalled the King's duty to his remembrance. It was at our
suggestion too--well, what does it signify? Is a carnival jest to be
construed into high treason? Are we to be grudged the scanty, variegated
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Beasts of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
with the plans of Nikolas Rokoff.
"You have robbed me of the child. I cannot make him the
son of a cannibal chief, but"--and he paused as though to
let the full meaning of his threat sink deep--"I can make the
mother the wife of a cannibal, and that I shall do--after I
have finished with her myself."
If he had thought to wring from Jane Clayton any
sign of terror he failed miserably. She was beyond that.
Her brain and nerves were numb to suffering and shock.
To his surprise a faint, almost happy smile touched her lips.
She was thinking with thankful heart that this poor little
The Beasts of Tarzan