| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Maid Marian by Thomas Love Peacock: for my master is the pink of courtesy: but if his guests
prove stubborn, he bastes them and his venison together,
while the friar says mass before meat."
The young man made no answer, and scarcely seemed to hear what
Little John was saying, who therefore took the horse's bridle and led
him to where Robin and his foresters were setting forth their dinner.
Robin seated the young man next to Marian. Recovering a little
from his stupor, he looked with much amazement at her, and the baron,
and Robin, and the friar; listened to their conversation, and seemed
much astonished to find himself in such holy and courtly company.
Robin helped him largely to rumble-pie and cygnet and pheasant,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Anthem by Ayn Rand: This god, this one word:
"I."
PART TWELVE
It was when I read the first of the books
I found in my house that I saw the word
"I." And when I understood this word,
the book fell from my hands, and I wept,
I who had never known tears. I wept in
deliverance and in pity for all mankind.
I understood the blessed thing which I
had called my curse. I understood why the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Eugenie Grandet by Honore de Balzac: it as tea is offered in China.) "Why!" added Grandet, "you have got no
light! That's bad, very bad; you ought to see what you are about," and
he walked to the chimney-piece. "What's this?" he cried. "A wax
candle! How the devil did they filch a wax candle? The spendthrifts
would tear down the ceilings of my house to boil the fellow's eggs."
Hearing these words, mother and daughter slipped back into their rooms
and burrowed in their beds, with the celerity of frightened mice
getting back to their holes.
"Madame Grandet, have you found a mine?" said the man, coming into the
chamber of his wife.
"My friend, wait; I am saying my prayers," said the poor mother in a
Eugenie Grandet |
