| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Redheaded Outfield by Zane Grey: wooded country. On each side of the diamond
were rows of wooden benches, and at one end of
the field stood a little clubhouse.
Wayne took off his coat, and tossed a ball for
a while to an ambitious youngster, and then went
into the clubhouse, where Huling introduced him
to several of his players. After a good rubdown,
Wayne thanked Huling for his courtesy, and
started out, intending to go back to town.
``Why not stay to see us practice?'' asked the
captain. ``We're not afraid you'll size up our
The Redheaded Outfield |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Prince by Nicolo Machiavelli: more powerful.
From the above I have excepted the Turk, who always keeps round him
twelve thousand infantry and fifteen thousand cavalry on which depend
the security and strength of the kingdom, and it is necessary that,
putting aside every consideration for the people, he should keep them
his friends. The kingdom of the Soldan is similar; being entirely in
the hands of soldiers, it follows again that, without regard to the
people, he must keep them his friends. But you must note that the
state of the Soldan is unlike all other principalities, for the reason
that it is like the Christian pontificate, which cannot be called
either an hereditary or a newly formed principality; because the sons
The Prince |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: objectionable rabble round an edifice, which we shall remember
more for the biting chill of its atmosphere than anything else?
And then the musty quiet of the museums, and the miles we shall
cover in the picture galleries, halting now and then to do a
brief gloat in front of one of Van Stunk's masterpieces...
My heart leaps up when I behold a Van Stunk on the wall.
Wordsworth knew his Englishman, didn't he?"
"Oh, well, if you're so dead against it- "
"Against it, dear. How can I be against it? Why, we may even be
arrested as spies! There" -he looked round triumphantly- "who
shall say that the age of romance is dead? Let us go forth and
The Brother of Daphne |
