| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: to be thrown into one of the great pits in the inner gardens.
It was filled with banths. In my own country I had been
accustomed to command. Something in my voice, I do not
know what, cowed the beasts as they sprang to attack me.
"Instead of tearing me to pieces, as Sator Throg had
desired, they fawned at my feet. So greatly were Sator Throg
and his friends amused by the sight that they kept me to train
and handle the terrible creatures. I know them all by name.
There are many of them wandering through these lower regions.
They are the scavengers. Many prisoners die here in their chains.
The banths solve the problem of sanitation, at least in this respect.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: love. And still they did not speak.
It was several weeks later that, one afternoon by the drawing-room
fire, she handed him a letter that she had been reading when he
entered.
"I've heard from Mr. Flamel," she said.
Glennard turned pale. It was as though a latent presence had
suddenly become visible to both. He took the letter mechanically.
"It's from Smyrna," she said. "Won't you read it?"
He handed it back. "You can tell me about it--his hand's so
illegible." He wandered to the other end of the room and then
turned and stood before her. "I've been thinking of writing to
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Middlemarch by George Eliot: round as ever, and the three generations of decent cottagers
came as of old with a sense of duty to their betters generally--
the smaller children regarding Mr. Casaubon, who wore the black gown
and mounted to the highest box, as probably the chief of all betters,
and the one most awful if offended. Even in 1831 Lowick was
at peace, not more agitated by Reform than by the solemn tenor
of the Sunday sermon. The congregation had been used to seeing
Will at church in former days, and no one took much note of him
except the choir, who expected him to make a figure in the singing.
Dorothea did at last appear on this quaint background, walking up
the short aisle in her white beaver bonnet and gray cloak--the same
Middlemarch |
