| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Figure in the Carpet by Henry James: the more if I sat very still.
I did my best to sit very still, but I couldn't help giving a jump
on seeing in THE TIMES, after I had been a week or two in Munich
and before, as I knew, Corvick had reached London, the
announcement of the sudden death of poor Mrs. Erme. I instantly,
by letter, appealed to Gwendolen for particulars, and she wrote me
that her mother had yielded to long-threatened failure of the
heart. She didn't say, but I took the liberty of reading into her
words, that from the point of view of her marriage and also of her
eagerness, which was quite a match for mine, this was a solution
more prompt than could have been expected and more radical than
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: of his shop to buy grain from the peasants, he pulled his
girdle low down and tightened it and prepared for action. The
first thing that occurred to him was to free Mukhorty's leg
from the rein. Having done that, and tethered him to the iron
cramp at the front of the sledge where he had been before, he
was going round the horse's quarters to put the breechband and
pad straight and cover him with the cloth, but at that moment
he noticed that something was moving in the sledge and Nikita's
head rose up out of the snow that covered it. Nikita, who was
half frozen, rose with great difficulty and sat up, moving his
hand before his nose in a strange manner just as if he were
Master and Man |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from King Lear by William Shakespeare: O, that way madness lies; let me shun that!
No more of that.
Kent. Good my lord, enter here.
Lear. Prithee go in thyself; seek thine own ease.
This tempest will not give me leave to ponder
On things would hurt me more. But I'll go in.
[To the Fool] In, boy; go first.- You houseless poverty-
Nay, get thee in. I'll pray, and then I'll sleep.
Exit [Fool].
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
King Lear |
