| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy: How I should like to know all her love story!" thought Kitty,
recalling the unromantic appearance of Alexey Alexandrovitch, her
husband.
"I know something. Stiva told me, and I congratulate you. I
liked him so much," Anna continued. "I met Vronsky at the railway
station."
"Oh, was he there?" asked Kitty, blushing. "What was it Stiva
told you?"
"Stiva gossiped about it all. And I should be so glad...I
traveled yesterday with Vronsky's mother," she went on; "and his
mother talked without a pause of him, he's her favorite. I know
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Essays of Francis Bacon by Francis Bacon: voices; she pricks up so many ears.
This is a flourish. There follow excellent par-
ables; as that, she gathereth strength in going;
that she goeth upon the ground, and yet hideth her
head in the clouds; that in the daytime she sitteth
in a watch tower, and flieth most by night; that
she mingleth things done, with things not done;
and that she is a terror to great cities. But that
which passeth all the rest is: They do recount that
the Earth, mother of the giants that made war
against Jupiter, and were by him destroyed, there-
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: Wait there for us. We won't be long."
Dick galloped off through the forest, and Hiram went down the slope in
almost the opposite direction. Left alone, I turned my horse and drove the
pack-ponies along our back-trail. Thus engaged, I began to recover somewhat
from the terror that had stupefied me. Still, I kept looking back. I found
the mouth of the canyon and the trail, and in what I thought a very short
time I reached the bare, rocky spot where we had last camped. The horses
all drank thirstily, and I discovered that I was hot and dry.
Then I waited. At every glance I expected to see Dick and Hiram riding up
the canyon. But moments dragged by, and they did not come. Here there was
no sign of smoke, nor even the faintest hint of the roar of the fire. The
The Young Forester |
