| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Jude the Obscure by Thomas Hardy: "I MUSTN'T--I CAN'T go on with this!" she gasped presently.
"But there, there, darling; I give you back your kisses;
I do, I do! ... And now I'll HATE myself for ever for
my sin!"
"No--let me make my last appeal. Listen to this! We've both remarried
out of our senses. I was made drunk to do it. You were the same.
I was gin-drunk; you were creed-drunk. Either form of intoxication takes
away the nobler vision.... Let us then shake off our mistakes, and run
away together!"
"No; again no! ... Why do you tempt me so far, Jude! It is too merciless!
... But I've got over myself now. Don't follow me--don't look at me.
 Jude the Obscure |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Margret Howth: A Story of To-day by Rebecca Harding Davis: she is!--What is that you say?" sharply, seeing Margret's lips
move.
" `He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone
at her.' "
"Ah, child, that is old-time philosophy. Put your hand here, on
her dead face. Is your loss like hers?" he said lower, looking
into the dull pain in her eyes. Selfish pain he called it.
"Let me go," she said. "I am tired."
He took her out into the cool, open road, leading her tenderly
enough,--for the girl suffered, he saw.
"What will you do?" he asked her then. "It is not too
 Margret Howth: A Story of To-day |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: I cannot quite make out what it was that misled the pupil in
the following instances; it would not seem to have been the sound
of the word, nor the look of it in print:
ASPHYXIA, a grumbling, fussy temper.
QUARTERNIONS, a bird with a flat beak and no bill, living in
New Zealand.
QUARTERNIONS, the name given to a style of art practiced by
the Phoenicians.
QUARTERNIONS, a religious convention held every hundred
years.
SIBILANT, the state of being idiotic.
 What is Man? |