| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: He stopped as he saw firm denial on the librarian's face, and
his own goatish features grew crafty. Armitage, half-ready to
tell him he might make a copy of what parts he needed, thought
suddenly of the possible consequences and checked himself. There
was too much responsibility in giving such a being the key to
such blasphemous outer spheres. Whateley saw how things stood,
and tried to answer lightly.
'Wal, all right, ef ye feel that
way abaout it. Maybe Harvard won't be so fussy as yew be.' And
without saying more he rose and strode out of the building, stooping
at each doorway.
The Dunwich Horror |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Selected Writings of Guy De Maupassant by Guy De Maupassant: memories of their own country, with awakened images as naive as
the pictures on the colored broadsheets which you buy for a
penny. They kept on recognizing, as it were, now a corner of a
field, a hedge, a bit of moorland, now a crossroad, now a granite
cross. Then, too, they would always stop beside a certain
landmark, a great stone, because it looked something like the
cromlech at Locneuven.
Every Sunday on arriving at the first clump of trees Luc le
Ganidec would cut a switch, a hazel switch, and begin gently to
peel off the bark, thinking meanwhile of the folk at home. Jean
Kerderen carried the provisions.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Youth by Joseph Conrad: eight worked while four rested. Everyone took his
turn, captain included. There was equality, and if not
exactly fraternity, then a deal of good feeling. Some-
times a man, as he dashed a bucketful of water down the
hatchway, would yell out, 'Hurrah for Bankok!' and the
rest laughed. But generally we were taciturn and seri-
ous--and thirsty. Oh! how thirsty! And we had to be
careful with the water. Strict allowance. The ship
smoked, the sun blazed. . . . Pass the bottle.
"We tried everything. We even made an attempt to
dig down to the fire. No good, of course. No man
Youth |
