| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: which he swigged such copious draughts, that most of his faculties
were utterly drowned and washed away, except the one great faculty
of sleep, which he retained in surprising perfection. The creaking
Lion over the house-door was, therefore, to say the truth, rather a
drowsy, tame, and feeble lion; and as these social representatives
of a savage class are usually of a conventional character (being
depicted, for the most part, in impossible attitudes and of
unearthly colours), he was frequently supposed by the more ignorant
and uninformed among the neighbours, to be the veritable portrait
of the host as he appeared on the occasion of some great funeral
ceremony or public mourning.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Virginibus Puerisque by Robert Louis Stevenson: I shall retire and shut myself up among my playthings until
the day I die." Nay, as he was passing in the train along the
Esterel mountains between Cannes and Frejus, he remarked a
pretty house in an orange garden at the angle of a bay, and
decided that this should be his Happy Valley. Astrea Redux;
childhood was to come again! The idea has an air of simple
nobility to me, not unworthy of Cincinnatus. And yet, as the
reader has probably anticipated, it is never likely to be
carried into effect. There was a worm i' the bud, a fatal
error in the premises. Childhood must pass away, and then
youth, as surely as age approaches. The true wisdom is to be
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum: and pressed her hand to her heart, and looked all around with
wondering eyes.
Yes, it was a beautiful place; but enchantments lurked in every nook
and corner, and she had not yet grown accustomed to the wizardries of
these fairy countries, so different from the quiet and sensible
common-places of her own native land.
Slowly she passed through several rooms until she came upon Tiktok,
standing motionless. It really seemed, then, that she had found a
friend in this mysterious palace, so she hastened to wind up the
machine man's action and speech and thoughts.
"Thank you, Dor-oth-y," were his first words. "I have now one more
Ozma of Oz |
