| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: The forms that Piombo saw about him seemed, to his eyes, escaped from
hell; his repressed and concentrated rage knew no longer any bounds as
the calm and fluted voice of the little notary uttered the words:
"permit me." By a sudden movement he sprang to a dagger that was
hanging to a nail above the fireplace, and rushed toward his daughter.
The younger of the two notaries and one of the witnesses threw
themselves before Ginevra; but Piombo knocked them violently down, his
face on fire, and his eyes casting flames more terrifying than the
glitter of the dagger. When Ginevra saw him approach her she looked at
him with an air of triumph, and advancing slowly, knelt down. "No, no!
I cannot!" he cried, flinging away the weapon, which buried itself in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: lemon drops. A girl-child ceaselessly trots down to the water-
cooler and back to her seat. The stiff paper envelope which
she uses for cup drips in the aisle as she goes, and on each trip
she stumbles over the feet of a carpenter, who grunts, "Ouch!
Look out!"
The dust-caked doors are open, and from the smoking-car
drifts back a visible blue line of stinging tobacco smoke, and
with it a crackle of laughter over the story which the young
man in the bright blue suit and lavender tie and light yellow
shoes has just told to the squat man in garage overalls.
The smell grows constantly thicker, more stale.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Macbeth by William Shakespeare: Fleans , his Sonne, that keepes him companie,
Whose absence is no lesse materiall to me,
Then is his Fathers, must embrace the fate
Of that darke houre: resolue your selues apart,
Ile come to you anon
Murth. We are resolu'd, my Lord
Macb. Ile call vpon you straight: abide within,
It is concluded: Banquo, thy Soules flight,
If it finde Heauen, must finde it out to Night.
Exeunt.
Scena Secunda.
Macbeth |
