| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson: the spot, with Strong at his heels; and the two principals being
both incensed, and Strong seriously alarmed for his friend's
safety, there began among them a scene of great intemperance. At
one point, when Strong suddenly disclosed his acquaintance with
German, it attained a high style of comedy; at another, when a
pistol was most foolishly drawn, it bordered on drama; and it may
be said to have ended in a mixed genus, when Poor was finally
packed into the corrugated iron gaol along with the forfeited
ministers. Meanwhile the captain of his boat, Siteoni, of whom I
shall have to tell again, had cleverly withdrawn the boat's-crew at
an early stage of the quarrel. Among the population beyond
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moby Dick by Herman Melville: they would keel up before long."
Presently, the vapours in advance slid aside; and there in the
distance lay a ship, whose furled sails betokened that some sort of
whale must be alongside. As we glided nearer, the stranger showed
French colours from his peak; and by the eddying cloud of vulture
sea-fowl that circled, and hovered, and swooped around him, it was
plain that the whale alongside must be what the fishermen call a
blasted whale, that is, a whale that has died unmolested on the sea,
and so floated an unappropriated corpse. It may well be conceived,
what an unsavory odor such a mass must exhale; worse than an Assyrian
city in the plague, when the living are incompetent to bury the
Moby Dick |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: like you!'
'Am I altogether a lonely bird?' he asked, with his queer grin of a
smile, as if he had toothache; it was so wry, and his eyes were so
perfectly unchangingly melancholy, or stoical, or disillusioned or
afraid.
'Why?' she said, a little breathless, as she looked at him. 'You are,
aren't you?'
She felt a terrible appeal coming to her from him, that made her almost
lose her balance.
'Oh, you're quite right!' he said, turning his head away, and looking
sideways, downwards, with that strange immobility of an old race that
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
