|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Old Indian Legends by Zitkala-Sa:
waddled in through a small opening, which was the only entrance
way. Beside the door Iktomi stood smiling, as the ducks, eyeing
his bundle of songs, strutted into the hut.
In a strange low voice Iktomi began his queer old tunes. All
the ducks sat round-eyed in a circle about the mysterious singer.
It was dim in that straw hut, for Iktomi had not forgot to cover up
the small entrance way. All of a sudden his song burst into full
voice. As the startled ducks sat uneasily on the ground, Iktomi
changed his tune into a minor strain. These were the words he
"Istokmus wacipo, tuwayatunwanpi kinhan ista nisasapi kta,"
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Art of Writing by Robert Louis Stevenson:
error - the old one was perhaps as good; but a spirit
communicated is a perpetual possession. These best teachers
climb beyond teaching to the plane of art; it is themselves,
and what is best in themselves, that they communicate.
I should never forgive myself if I forgot THE EGOIST. It is
art, if you like, but it belongs purely to didactic art, and
from all the novels I have read (and I have read thousands)
stands in a place by itself. Here is a Nathan for the modern
David; here is a book to send the blood into men's faces.
Satire, the angry picture of human faults, is not great art;
we can all be angry with our neighbour; what we want is to be
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James:
if imperfect vision. "I haven't the least idea."
"And what good does it do? Haven't I seen the way people treat
them - the 'nice' people, the ones they want to know? They'll take
anything from them - they'll lie down and be trampled on. The nice
ones hate that - they just sicken them. You're the only really
nice person we know."
"Are you sure? They don't lie down for me!"
"Well, you shan't lie down for them. You've got to go - that's
what you've got to do," said Morgan.
"And what will become of you?"
"Oh I'm growing up. I shall get off before long. I'll see you