| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Vicar of Tours by Honore de Balzac: poor priest and his antagonists and all their adherents. A true
presentiment, an infallible provincial instinct, led them to couple
the names of Gamard and Troubert. But none of the persons assembled on
this occasion in Madame de Listomere's salon, except the old fox, had
any real idea of the nature and importance of such a struggle.
Monsieur de Bourbonne took the poor abbe aside into a corner of the
room.
"Of the fourteen persons now present," he said, in a low voice, "not
one will stand by you a fortnight hence. If the time comes when you
need some one to support you you may find that I am the only person in
Tours bold enough to take up your defence; for I know the provinces
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James: a single occasion--they made their way into the dining room of the hotel,
which was a spacious restaurant, with a fountain in the middle, a great
many tall plants in ornamental tubs, and an array of French waiters.
The first dinner on land, after a sea voyage, is, under any circumstances,
a delightful occasion, and there was something particularly agreeable
in the circumstances in which our young Englishmen found themselves.
They were extremely good natured young men; they were more observant than
they appeared; in a sort of inarticulate, accidentally dissimulative fashion,
they were highly appreciative. This was, perhaps, especially the case
with the elder, who was also, as I have said, the man of talent.
They sat down at a little table, which was a very different affair
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Hidden Masterpiece by Honore de Balzac: half-tints, to do away with the very idea of drawing and all other
artificial means, and give to the form the aspect and roundness of
Nature itself. Come nearer, and you will see the work more distinctly;
if too far off it disappears. See! there, at that point, it is, I
think, most remarkable." And with the end of his brush he pointed to a
spot of clear light color.
Porbus struck the old man on the shoulder, turning to Poussin as he
did so, and said, "Do you know that he is one of our greatest
painters?"
"He is a poet even more than he is a painter," answered Poussin
gravely.
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