| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tess of the d'Urbervilles, A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy: She had the mobile face frequent in those whose sight
has decayed by stages, has been laboriously striven
after, and reluctantly let go, rather than the stagnant
mien apparent in persons long sightless or born blind.
Tess walked up to this lady with her feathered
charges--one sitting on each arm.
"Ah, you are the young woman come to look after my
birds?" said Mrs d'Urberville, recognizing a new
footstep. "I hope you will be kind to them. My
bailiff tells me you are quite the proper person. Well,
where are they? Ah, this is Strut! But he is hardly
Tess of the d'Urbervilles, A Pure Woman |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: only after thirty years, and you are not likely to have waited that
long. Your plan was to murder your step-sister, even if you could
not get a letter from her telling of her intention to commit suicide."
Langen rose suddenly, but controlled himself again and sank back
easily in his chair. "Then the old woman has been talking?" he
asked.
Muller shook his head. "We knew it through Miss Langen herself."
"She has spoken to no one for over ten days."
"But you let her throw her notebook out of the window of the cab."
"Ah - "
"There, you see, you should not have let that happen."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott: some phantom, waving him on to deeds of high import. As he
turned, however, he caught the eye of the astrologer fixed on
him, while an observing glance of the most shrewd penetration
shot from under the penthouse of his shaggy, dark eyebrows.
Leicester's haughty and suspicious soul at once caught fire. He
darted towards the old man from the farther end of the lofty
apartment, only standing still when his extended hand was within
a foot of the astrologer's body.
"Wretch!" he said, "if you dare to palter with me, I will have
your skin stripped from your living flesh! Confess thou hast
been hired to deceive and to betray me--that thou art a cheat,
Kenilworth |
