| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Resurrection by Leo Tolstoy: things in the carriages or attending on a lady who was going to
accompany the convoy officer, and they answered Nekhludoff's
questions unwillingly. Nekhludoff found the convoy officer only
after the second bell had been rung. The officer with his short
arm was wiping the moustaches that covered his mouth and
shrugging his shoulders, reproving the corporal for something or
other.
"What is it you want?" he asked Nekhludoff.
You've got a woman there who is being confined, so I thought
best--"
"Well, let her be confined; we shall see later on," and briskly
Resurrection |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: presented a respectable figure. Father-in-law. Nothing more
respectable. But he carried in his heart the confused pain of
dismay and affection, of involuntary repulsion and pity. Very much
like his daughter. Only in addition he felt a furious jealousy of
the man he was going to see.
A residue of egoism remains in every affection--even paternal. And
this man in the seclusion of his prison had thought himself into
such a sense of ownership of that single human being he had to think
about, as may well be inconceivable to us who have not had to serve
a long (and wickedly unjust) sentence of penal servitude. She was
positively the only thing, the one point where his thoughts found a
Chance |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: black shadow dancing merrily ahead of him down the
empty moonlit road; and she leaned there watching him
till he vanished under the Hatchard spruces.
XIII
THE Town Hall was crowded and exceedingly hot. As
Charity marched into it third in the white muslin file
headed by Orma Fry, she was conscious mainly of the
brilliant effect of the wreathed columns framing the
green-carpeted stage toward which she was moving; and
of the unfamiliar faces turning from the front rows to
watch the advance of the procession.
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