| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: Glennard's exasperation deflected suddenly. "Of course I shall
let him know. You always seem to imply that I'm going to do
something rude to Flamel."
The words reverberated through her silence; she had a way of thus
leaving one space in which to contemplate one's folly at arm's
length. Glennard turned on his heel and went upstairs. As he
dropped into a chair before his dressing-table he said to himself
that in the last hour he had sounded the depths of his humiliation
and that the lowest dregs of it, the very bottom-slime, was the
hateful necessity of having always, as long as the two men lived,
to be civil to Barton Flamel.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herodias by Gustave Flaubert: existed that would heal the sick. It was said that the marvellous
plant known as "baaras" grew even in Machaerus, the power of which
rendered its consumer invulnerable against all attacks; but to cure
disease without seeing or touching the afflicted person was clearly
impossible, unless, indeed, the man Jesus called in the assistance of
evil spirits.
The friends of Antipas and the men from Galilee nodded wisely, saying:
"It is evident that he is aided by demons of some sort!"
Jacob, standing between their table and that of the priests,
maintained a silence at once lofty and respectful.
Several voices exclaimed: "Prove his power to us!"
Herodias |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Red Inn by Honore de Balzac: honorable natures, whose peaceful manners and morals have never been
lost, even after seven invasions.
This stranger laughed with simplicity, listened attentively, and drank
remarkably well, seeming to like champagne as much perhaps as he liked
his straw-colored Johannisburger. His name was Hermann, which is that
of most Germans whom authors bring upon their scene. Like a man who
does nothing frivolously, he was sitting squarely at the banker's
table and eating with that Teutonic appetite so celebrated throughout
Europe, saying, in fact, a conscientious farewell to the cookery of
the great Careme.
To do honor to his guest the master of the house had invited a few
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