| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare: Mer. 'Tis no lesse I tell you: for the bawdy hand of the
Dyall is now vpon the pricke of Noone
Nur. Out vpon you: what a man are you?
Rom. One Gentlewoman,
That God hath made, himselfe to mar
Nur. By my troth it is said, for himselfe to, mar quatha:
Gentlemen, can any of you tel me where I may find
the young Romeo?
Romeo. I can tell you: but young Romeo will be older
when you haue found him, then he was when you sought
him: I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse
Romeo and Juliet |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: lad under twenty years of age living within a range of five
miles.
"It is main ungentle armscraft that he learneth," said Lord
Falworth one day to Prior Edward. "Saving only the broadsword,
the dagger, and the lance, there is but little that a gentleman
of his strain may use. Neth'less, he gaineth quickness and
suppleness, and if he hath true blood in his veins he will
acquire knightly arts shrewdly quick when the time cometh to
learn them."
But hard and grinding as Myles's life was, it was not entirely
without pleasures. There were many boys living in Crosbey-Dale
Men of Iron |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Second Home by Honore de Balzac: believe, give him the world if she had it; she works night and day;
and many a time she has, without a murmur, seen the wretch she adores
rob her even of the money saved to buy the clothes the children need,
and their food for the morrow. Only three days ago she sold her hair,
the finest hair I ever saw; he came in, she could not hide the gold
piece quickly enough, and he asked her for it. For a smile, for a
kiss, she gave up the price of a fortnight's life and peace. Is it not
dreadful, and yet sublime?--But work is wearing her cheeks hollow. Her
children's crying has broken her heart; she is ill, and at this moment
on her wretched bed. This evening they had nothing to eat; the
children have not strength to cry, they were silent when I went up."
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