| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs: to be forgotten. Barney could scarce have told whether the
girl was beautiful or not, but that she was striking there
could be no doubt.
He preceded her up the stairway to a door at the top. At
her direction he turned the knob and entered a small room
in which was a cot, an ancient dresser and a single chair.
"You will remain here," she said, "until Stefan returns.
Stefan will know what to do with you." Then she left him,
taking the light with her, and Barney heard a key turn in
the lock of the door after she had closed it. Presently her
footfalls died out as she descended to the lower floors.
The Mad King |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: caught up with her and carried her away. The bridge then said to
the wall in disgust, "You once accused me of having no discretion,
but you are worse, for you are completely heartless. You're so cold
and rigid that you cruelly prevent even the distressed and needy
from passing by. Maybe that's why walls are known everywhere as
symbols of 'No!' while we bridges are known as symbols of 'Yes!'"
"You, my loose and easy friend," said the wall, "indeed let the
distressed pass, but you also let the criminals pass. I, on the
other hand, provide the needed security to keep the land behind me
safe from harm. I am a protector, and I defend this pass and the
country well."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Heart of the West by O. Henry: of the deck was "warmer and fair, with light westerly breezes."
That evening it began to snow, with the wind strong in the east. Me
and Idaho moved camp into an old empty cabin higher up the mountain,
thinking it was only a November flurry. But after falling three foot
on a level it went to work in earnest; and we knew we was snowed in.
We got in plenty of firewood before it got deep, and we had grub
enough for two months, so we let the elements rage and cut up all they
thought proper.
If you want to instigate the art of manslaughter just shut two men up
in a eighteen by twenty-foot cabin for a month. Human nature won't
stand it.
Heart of the West |
