| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Nada the Lily by H. Rider Haggard: I reached my own huts, there to find that my wife Macropha was
delivered of twins. I sent away all in the hut except my other wife,
Anadi, she who eight days gone had born me a son. The second of the
twins was born; it was a boy, born dead. The first was a girl, she who
lived to be Nada the Beautiful, Nada the Lily. Then a thought came
into my heart. Here was a path to run on.
"Give me the boy," I said to Anadi. "He is not dead. Give him to me
that I may take him outside the kraal and wake him to life by my
medicine."
"It is of no use--the child is dead," said Anadi.
"Give him to me, woman!" I said fiercely. And she gave me the body.
Nada the Lily |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Options by O. Henry: cloth as his shirt.
My rival No.2 was Bud Cunningham, whose services had been engaged by a
ranch near Paloma to assist in compelling refractory cattle to keep
within the bounds of decorum and order. Bud was the only cowboy off
the stage that I ever saw who looked like one on it. He wore the
sombrero, the chaps, and the handkerchief tied at the back of his
neck.
Twice a week Bud rode in from the Val Verde Ranch to sup at the
Parisian Restaurant. He rode a many-high-handed Kentucky horse at a
tremendously fast lope, which animal he would rein up so suddenly
under the big mesquite at the corner of the brush shelter that his
Options |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Symposium by Xenophon: Suppose we defer it till another time, and for the present not
interrupt the programme of proceedings. I see, the dancing-girl is
standing ready; they are handing her some hoops.
And at the instant her fellow with the flute commenced a tune to keep
her company, whilst some one posted at her side kept handing her the
hoops till she had twelve in all. With these in her hands she fell to
dancing, and the while she danced she flung the hoops into the air--
overhead she sent them twirling--judging the height they must be
thrown to catch them, as they fell, in perfect time.[13]
[13] "In time with the music and the measure of the dance."
Then Socrates: The girl's performance is one proof among a host of
The Symposium |
