| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moby Dick by Herman Melville: softly! That's it--that's it! long and strong. Give way there, give
way! The devil fetch ye, ye ragamuffin rapscallions; ye are all
asleep. Stop snoring, ye sleepers, and pull. Pull, will ye? pull,
can't ye? pull, won't ye? Why in the name of gudgeons and
ginger-cakes don't ye pull?--pull and break something! pull, and
start your eyes out! Here!" whipping out the sharp knife from his
girdle; "every mother's son of ye draw his knife, and pull with the
blade between his teeth. That's it--that's it. Now ye do something;
that looks like it, my steel-bits. Start her--start her, my
silver-spoons! Start her, marling-spikes!"
Stubb's exordium to his crew is given here at large, because he had
Moby Dick |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: With a cry of terror she fled to the sidewalk and shook
her fist at Jim, her face purple with anger.
He waved his hand back at her:
"Never touched you, dearie! Never touched you!"
Mary lost all fear of accident and watched him
handle the machine with the skill of a master. She
could understand now the spirit of deviltry in a
chauffeur who knows his business. It seemed a wicked,
cruel thing from the ground--this swift plunge of a car
as if bent on murder. But now that she felt the sure,
velvet grip of the brake in a master's hand, she saw
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salammbo by Gustave Flaubert: between his knees, and repeating:
"How beautiful you are! how beautiful you are!"
His eyes, which were continually fixed upon hers, pained her; and the
uncomfortableness, the repugnance increased in so acute a fashion that
Salammbo put a constraint upon herself not to cry out. The thought of
Schahabarim came back to her, and she resigned herself.
Matho still kept her little hands in his own; and from time to time,
in spite of the priest's command, she turned away her face and tried
to thrust him off by jerking her arms. He opened his nostrils the
better to breathe in the perfume which exhaled from her person. It was
a fresh, indefinable emanation, which nevertheless made him dizzy,
Salammbo |
