| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Hated Son by Honore de Balzac: belief in themselves which allows of neither jealousy nor torment;
abnegation was ever ready, admiration constant.
Under these conditions, love could have no pain. Equal in their
feebleness, strong in their union, if the noble had some superiority
of knowledge and some conventional grandeur, the daughter of the
physician eclipsed all that by her beauty, by the loftiness of her
sentiments, by the delicacy she gave to their enjoyments. Thus these
two white doves flew with one wing beneath their pure blue heaven;
Etienne loved, he was loved, the present was serene, the future
cloudless; he was sovereign lord; the castle was his, the sea belonged
to both of them; no vexing thought troubled the harmonious concert of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lin McLean by Owen Wister: Drybone had known a wholesome adventurous youth, where manly lives and
deaths were plenty. It had been an army post. It had seen horse and foot,
and heard the trumpet. Brave wives had kept house for their captains upon
its bluffs. Winter and summer they had made the best of it. When the War
Department ordered the captains to catch Indians, the wives bade them
Godspeed. When the Interior Department ordered the captains to let the
Indians go again, still they made the best of it. You must not waste
Indians. Indians were a source of revenue to so many people in Washington
and elsewhere. But the process of catching Indians, armed with weapons
sold them by friends of the Interior Department, was not entirely
harmless. Therefore there came to be graves in the Drybone graveyard. The
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Resurrection by Leo Tolstoy: Nikolenka, and loved in him and in themselves that which is good,
and which unites all men. Since then they had both been depraved,
he by military service and a vicious life, she by marriage with a
man whom she loved with a sensual love, who did not care for the
things that had once been so dear and holy to her and to her
brother, nor even understand the meaning of those aspirations
towards moral perfection and the service of mankind, which once
constituted her life, and put them down to ambition and the wish
to show off; that being the only explanation comprehensible to
him.
Nathalie's husband had been a man without a name and without
Resurrection |
