| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy: sink into that lower stage of existence which was only too
possible to him now.
After driving along the highway for a few miles they made
further inquiries, and learnt of a road-mender, who had been
working thereabouts for weeks, that he had observed such a
man at the time mentioned; he had left the Melchester
coachroad at Weatherbury by a forking highway which skirted
the north of Egdon Heath. Into this road they directed the
horse's head, and soon were bowling across that ancient
country whose surface never had been stirred to a
finger's depth, save by the scratchings of rabbits,
The Mayor of Casterbridge |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Breaking Point by Mary Roberts Rinehart: "I don't know. I'll find something."
"You won't go back to your work?"
"I don't see how I can. I'm in hiding, in a sort of casual fashion."
To his intense discomfiture she began to cry again. She couldn't
go through with it. She would go back to Norada and tell the whole
thing. She had let Fred influence her, but she saw now she couldn't
do it. But for the first time he felt that in this one thing she
was not sincere. Her grief and abasement had been real enough, but
now he felt she was acting.
"Suppose we don't go into that now," he said gently. "You've had
about all you can stand." He got up awkwardly. "I suppose you are
The Breaking Point |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Scenes from a Courtesan's Life by Honore de Balzac: above? Oh, I was wise not to have a family. On my word of honor, a
child is indeed a hostage given to misfortune, as some philosopher has
said."
"Oh!" cried the poor child, sitting up in bed and throwing back her
fine long hair, "instead of lying here, Katt, I ought to be stretched
in the sand at the bottom of the Seine!"
"Katt, instead of crying and looking at your child, which will never
cure her, you ought to go for a doctor; the medical officer in the
first instance, and then Monsieur Desplein and Monsieur Bianchon----
We must save this innocent creature."
And Corentin wrote down the addresses of these two famous physicians.
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