| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tarzan the Untamed by Edgar Rice Burroughs: have brought the whole herd down upon him and so Tarzan
waited to learn first what their attitude would be. He had
no idea of relinquishing his lion without a battle; but knowing
lions as he did, he knew that there was no assurance as to
just what the newcomers would do.
The lioness was young and sleek, and the four males were
in their prime -- as handsome lions as he ever had seen. Three
of the males were scantily maned but one, the foremost, car-
ried a splendid, black mane that rippled in the breeze as he
trotted majestically forward. The lioness halted a hundred
feet from Tarzan, while the lions came on past her and stopped
Tarzan the Untamed |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: returned to Felicite and was peacefully falling asleep.
The ringing of bells woke her; the people were coming out of church.
Felicite's delirium subsided. By thinking of the procession, she was
able to see it as if she had taken part in it. All the school-
children, the singers and the firemen walked on the sidewalks, while
in the middle of the street came first the custodian of the church
with his halberd, then the beadle with a large cross, the teacher in
charge of the boys and a sister escorting the little girls; three of
the smallest ones, with curly heads, threw rose leaves into the air;
the deacon with outstretched arms conducted the music; and two
incense-bearers turned with each step they took toward the Holy
A Simple Soul |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: It is true that, to use an expression of Walter Scott, Amelie stepped
as if on eggs. She hastily withdrew outside the door and coughed.
Ginevra quivered, turned her head, saw her enemy, blushed, hastened to
alter the shade to give meaning to her position, and came down from
her perch leisurely. She soon after left the studio, bearing with her,
in her memory, the image of a man's head, as beauteous as that of the
Endymion, a masterpiece of Girodet's which she had lately copied.
"To banish so young a man! Who can he be? for he is not Marshal Ney--"
These two sentences are the simplest expression of the many ideas that
Ginevra turned over in her mind for two days. On the third day, in
spite of her haste to be first at the studio, she found Mademoiselle
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