| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: a lifetime of research. It likewise became clear that, since the
same solution never worked alike on different organic species,
he would require human subjects for further and more specialised
progress. It was here that he first came into conflict with the
college authorities, and was debarred from future experiments
by no less a dignitary than the dean of the medical school himself
-- the learned and benevolent Dr. Allan Halsey, whose work in
behalf of the stricken is recalled by every old resident of Arkham.
I had always been exceptionally tolerant of West’s pursuits,
and we frequently discussed his theories, whose ramifications
and corollaries were almost infinite. Holding with Haeckel that
Herbert West: Reanimator |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from God The Invisible King by H. G. Wells: religious thought. It was the fine fancy of Swedenborg that the
damned go to their own hells of their own accord. It underlies a
queer poem, "Simpson," by that interesting essayist upon modern
Christianity, Mr. Clutton Brock, which I have recently read.
Simpson dies and goes to hell--it is rather like the Cromwell Road--
and approves of it very highly, and then and then only is he
completely damned. Not to realise that one can be damned is
certainly to be damned; such is Mr. Brock's idea. It is his
definition of damnation. Satisfaction with existing things is
damnation. It is surrender to limitation; it is acquiescence in
"disharmony"; it is making peace with that enemy against whom God
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: For a moment she tottered, and had to sit down.
What hurt her most was to give up her room,--so nice for poor Loulou!
She looked at him in despair and implored the Holy Ghost, and it was
this way that she contracted the idolatrous habit of saying her
prayers kneeling in front of the bird. Sometimes the sun fell through
the window on his glass eye, and lighted a spark in it which sent
Felicite into ecstasy.
Her mistress had left her an income of three hundred and eighty
francs. The garden supplied her with vegetables. As for clothes, she
had enough to last her till the end of her days, and she economised on
the light by going to bed at dusk.
A Simple Soul |
