| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy: "Yes, immediately, immediately! Hey, who's there?" he called out
in a tone only used by persons who are certain that those they call
will rush to obey the summons. "Send Dmitri to me!"
Dmitri, a man of good family who had been brought up in the
count's house and now managed all his affairs, stepped softly into the
room.
"This is what I want, my dear fellow," said the count to the
deferential young man who had entered. "Bring me..." he reflected a
moment, "yes, bring me seven hundred rubles, yes! But mind, don't
bring me such tattered and dirty notes as last time, but nice clean
ones for the countess."
War and Peace |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pagan and Christian Creeds by Edward Carpenter: thing going on. Each little leaf on a tree may very naturally
have sufficient consciousness to believe that it is an entirely
separate being maintaining itself in the sunlight and the air,
withering away and dying when the winter comes on--and there is
an end of it. It probably does not realize that all the time it
is being supported by the sap which flows from the trunk of the
tree, and that in its turn it is feeding the tree, too--that its
self is the self of the whole tree. If the leaf could really
understand itself, it would see that its self was deeply,
intimately connected, practically one with the life of the whole
tree. Therefore, I say that this Indian view is not unscientific.
Pagan and Christian Creeds |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: "Pickin' the team ain't goin' to be an easy job. Mebbe it won't
be healthy, either. There's Nels and Nick. They just stated
cheerful-like that if they didn't play we won't have any game at
all. Nick never tried before, an' Nels, all he wants is to get a
crack at Monty with one of them crooked clubs."
"I suggest you let all your boys drive from the tee and choose
the two who drive the farthest," said Madeline.
Stillwell's perplexed face lighted up.
"Wal, that's a plumb good idee. The boys'll stand for that."
Wherewith he broke up the admiring circle of cowboys round the
ladies.
The Light of Western Stars |
