| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Door in the Wall, et. al. by H. G. Wells: all the rest of the time he looked away. "We are but phantoms!" he
said, "and the phantoms of phantoms, desires like cloud-shadows and
wills of straw that eddy in the wind; the days pass, use and wont
carry us through as a train carries the shadow of its lights--so be
it! But one thing is real and certain, one thing is no dream-
stuff, but eternal and enduring. It is the centre of my life, and
all other things about it are subordinate or altogether vain. I
loved her, that woman of a dream. And she and I are dead together!
"A dream! How can it be a dream, when it drenched a living
life with unappeasable sorrow, when it makes all that I have lived
for and cared for, worthless and unmeaning?
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Koran: with a severe torment; or I will surely slaughter him; or he shall
bring me obvious authority.'
And he tarried not long, and said, 'I have compassed what ye
compassed not; for I bring you from Seba a sure information: verily, I
found a woman ruling over them, and she was given all things, and
she had a mighty throne; and I found her and her people adoring the
sun instead of God, for Satan had made seemly to them their works, and
turned them from the path, so that they are not guided. Will they
not adore God who brings forth the secrets in the heavens, and knows
what they hide and what they manifest?- God, there is no god but He,
the Lord of the mighty throne!'
The Koran |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moby Dick by Herman Melville: relieve his hunger, as keep it immortal in him. Peace and
satisfaction, thought Flask, have for ever departed from my stomach.
I am an officer; but, how I wish I could fish a bit of old-fashioned
beef in the forecastle, as I used to when I was before the mast.
There's the fruits of promotion now; there's the vanity of glory:
there's the insanity of life! Besides, if it were so that any mere
sailor of the Pequod had a grudge against Flask in Flask's official
capacity, all that sailor had to do, in order to obtain ample
vengeance, was to go aft at dinner-time, and get a peep at Flask
through the cabin sky-light, sitting silly and dumfoundered before
awful Ahab.
Moby Dick |
