| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: to desire her society, all their friends endeavoured to give the
promising affair a helping hand. When the gongs sounded for the
banquet, he went with her into the tent where her grandfather had
seats. Mr. Salton and Sir Nathaniel noticed that the young man did
not come to claim his appointed place at the dais table; but they
understood and made no remark, or indeed did not seem to notice his
absence.
Lady Arabella sat as before at Edgar Caswall's right hand. She was
certainly a striking and unusual woman, and to all it seemed fitting
from her rank and personal qualities that she should be the chosen
partner of the heir on his first appearance. Of course nothing was
Lair of the White Worm |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne: blast that was passing through it. The boughs were tossing
heavily above their heads; while one solemn old tree groaned
dolefully to another, as if telling the sad story of the pair
that sat beneath, or constrained to forbode evil to come.
And yet they lingered. How dreary looked the forest-track that
led backward to the settlement, where Hester Prynne must take up
again the burden of her ignominy and the minister the hollow
mockery of his good name! So they lingered an instant longer.
No golden light had ever been so precious as the gloom of this
dark forest. Here seen only by his eyes, the scarlet letter need
The Scarlet Letter |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: could--with the child there? I heard that last Sunday evening Theresa had
hysterics and said that she would not marry this man. They had to get the
priest to her."
"Where is the other one?" asked Frau Brechenmacher. "Why didn't he marry
her?"
The woman shrugged her shoulders.
"Gone--disappeared. He was a traveller, and only stayed at their house two
nights. He was selling shirt buttons--I bought some myself, and they were
beautiful shirt buttons--but what a pig of a fellow! I can't think what he
saw in such a plain girl--but you never know. Her mother says she's been
like fire ever since she was sixteen!"
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