| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: me greatly because they were so unprecedented - must have formed
premonitory symptoms. My head was aching, and I had a singular
feeling - altogether new to me - that some one else was trying
to get possession of my thoughts.
The collapse occurred about
10.20 A.M., while I was conducting a class in Political Economy
VI - history and present tendencies of economics - for juniors
and a few sophomores. I began to see strange shapes before my
eyes, and to feel that I was in a grotesque room other than the
classroom.
My thoughts and speech wandered from my subject,
Shadow out of Time |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Paz by Honore de Balzac: Clementine, not looking at Paz.
"He loves you madly," replied Thaddeus.
"Yes, and because he loves me madly he is all the more likely not to
love me to-morrow," said the countess.
"How inexplicable Parisian women are!" exclaimed Thaddeus. "When they
are loved to madness they want to be loved reasonably: and when they
are loved reasonably they reproach a man for not loving them at all."
"And they are quite right. Thaddeus," she went on, smiling, "I know
Adam well; I am not angry with him; he is volatile and above all grand
seigneur. He will always be content to have me as his wife and he will
never oppose any of my tastes, but--"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: took these cigars when offered at the end of the supper, and lit
them and sternly struggled with them--in dreary silence, for
hilarity died when the fell brand came into view and started
around--but their fortitude held for a short time only; then they
made excuses and filed out, treading on one another's heels with
indecent eagerness; and in the morning when I went out to observe
results the cigars lay all between the front door and the gate.
All except one--that one lay in the plate of the man from whom I
had cabbaged the lot. One or two whiffs was all he could stand.
He told me afterward that some day I would get shot for giving
people that kind of cigars to smoke.
What is Man? |
