| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott: very ill. So he was going at once on the night train and only
had time to say good-by. I was very sorry for him, and disappointed
for myself, but only for a minute because he said, as he shook hands,
and said it in a way that I could not mistake, "I shall soon come back,
you won't forget me, Amy?"
I didn't promise, but I looked at him, and he seemed satisfied,
and there was no time for anything but messages and good-byes,
for he was off in an hour, and we all miss him very much.
I know he wanted to speak, but I think, from something he once
hinted, that he had promised his father not to do anything of
the sort yet a while, for is is a rash boy, and the old gentleman
Little Women |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Aesop's Fables by Aesop: The Fox and the Crow The Belly and the Members
The Sick Lion The Hart in the Ox-Stall
The Ass and the Lapdog The Fox and the Grapes
The Lion and the Mouse The Horse, Hunter, and Stag
The Swallow and the Other Birds The Peacock and Juno
The Frogs Desiring a King The Fox and the Lion
The Mountains in Labour The Lion and the Statue
The Hares and the Frogs The Ant and the Grasshopper
The Wolf and the Kid The Tree and the Reed
The Woodman and the Serpent The Fox and the Cat
The Bald Man and the Fly The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Aesop's Fables |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table by Oliver Wendell Holmes: the gloves would let off the ill-nature, and cure the indigestion,
which, united, have embroiled their subject in a bitter
controversy. We should then often hear that a point of difference
between an infallible and a heretic, instead of being vehemently
discussed in a series of newspaper articles, had been settled by a
friendly contest in several rounds, at the close of which the
parties shook hands and appeared cordially reconciled,
But boxing you and I are too old for, I am afraid. I was for a
moment tempted, by the contagion of muscular electricity last
evening, to try the gloves with the Benicia Boy, who looked in as a
friend to the noble art; but remembering that he had twice my
The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table |
