|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Unseen World and Other Essays by John Fiske:
understanding, but still more to the sentiments of the ordinary
man. Art has, therefore, this peculiarity, that it is at once
elevated and popular, that it manifests that which is often most
recondite, and that it manifests it to all.
Having determined what a work of art is, our author goes on to
study the social conditions under which works of art are
produced; and he concludes that the general character of a work
of art is determined by the state of intellect and morals in the
society in which it is executed. There is, in fact, a sort of
moral temperature which acts upon mental development much as
physical temperature acts upon organic development. The condition
The Unseen World and Other Essays
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson:
"Now," said Matcham, "if this be man's courage, what a poor thing
is man! But sith ye will do naught, let us lie close."
Then came a single, broken jangle on the bell.
"He hath missed his hold upon the clapper," whispered Matcham.
"Saints! how near he is!"
But Dick answered never a word; his teeth were near chattering.
Soon they saw a piece of the white robe between some bushes; then
the leper's head was thrust forth from behind a trunk, and he
seemed narrowly to scan the neighbourhood before he once again
withdrew. To their stretched senses, the whole bush appeared alive
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London:
rather, what had been his invisible dog, for it was now plainly visible. It
had been playing about but a few minutes before in all health and strength.
Closer examination revealed that the skull had been crushed by some heavy
blow. While it was strange that the animal should have been killed, the
inexplicable thing was that it should so quickly decay.
"The reagents I injected into its system were harmless," Paul explained. "Yet
they were powerful, and it appears that when death comes they force
practically instantaneous disintegration. Remarkable! Most remarkable! Well,
the only thing is not to die. They do not harm so long as one lives. But I do
wonder who smashed in that dog's head."
Light, however, was thrown upon this when a frightened housemaid brought the