| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: Eighteenth Street. The morning sun flooded the front
and the afternoon sun poured into the side windows.
The furniture was solid mahogany--a bed, bureau,
chiffonier, couch and three chairs. The windows were
fitted with wood-paneled shutters, shades and heavy
draperies. A thick, soft carpet of faded red covered
the floor.
"It's a nice room, Jim, but I'd like to dust it for
you," she said with a smile.
"Sure. I'm for giving you the right to dust it
every morning, Kiddo, beginning now. Let's find a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: dirait cinquante lunes captives dans un filet d'or. Une reine l'a
porte sur l'ivoire de ses seins. Toi, quand tu le porteras, tu
seras aussi belle qu'une reine. J'ai des amethystes de deux
especes. Une qui est noire comme le vin. L'autre qui est rouge
comme du vin qu'on a colore avec de l'eau. J'ai des topazes jaunes
comme les yeux des tigres, et des topazes roses comme les yeux des
pigeons, et des topazes vertes comme les yeux des chats. J'ai des
opales qui brulent toujours avec une flamme qui est tres froide, des
opales qui attristent les esprits et ont peur des tenebres. J'ai
des onyx semblables aux prunelles d'une morte. J'ai des selenites
qui changent quand la lune change et deviennent pales quand elles
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Heart of the West by O. Henry: "He--he frightened me so!" cooed Alvarita.
They did not hear the long, low hiss of the python under the shrubs.
Wiliest of the beasts, no doubt he was expressing the humiliation he
felt at having so long dwelt in subjection to this trembling and
colouring mistress of his whom he had deemed so strong and potent and
fearsome.
Then came galloping to the spot the civic authorities; and to them the
ranger awarded the prostrate disturber of the peace, whom they bore
away limply across the saddle of one of their mounts. But Buckley and
Alvarita lingered.
Slowly, slowly they walked. The ranger regained his belt of weapons.
Heart of the West |
