| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas: the door, and Albert was alighting, a man approached and
gave him a letter. Albert recognized the bearer. "From the
count," said Bertuccio. Albert took the letter, opened, and
read it, then looked round for Bertuccio, but he was gone.
He returned to Mercedes with tears in his eyes and heaving
breast, and without uttering a word he gave her the letter.
Mercedes read: --
Albert, -- While showing you that I have discovered your
plans, I hope also to convince you of my delicacy. You are
free, you leave the count's house, and you take your mother
to your home; but reflect, Albert, you owe her more than
The Count of Monte Cristo |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Hermione's Little Group of Serious Thinkers by Don Marquis: Easeley recited. But Aurelia harped to it. Im-
provising is one of the best things she does.
And everybody said how lovely it was and how
much soul there was in it, and, "Poor Stegomyia!
Poor Citronella!"
The Swami said it reminded him of some pas-
sages in Tagore that hadn't been translated into
English yet.
Voke Easeley said: "The plaint of Citronella is
full of a passion of dream that only the Italian
poets have found the language for."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair: rose up, and retreated, scowling back. So until he was against
the wall, and then the butler came close, and pointed toward the
door. "Get out of here!" he whispered.
Jurgis hesitated, giving a glance at Freddie, who was snoring
softly. "If you do, you son of a--" hissed the butler, "I'll
mash in your face for you before you get out of here!"
And Jurgis wavered but an instant more. He saw "Admiral Dewey"
coming up behind the man and growling softly, to back up his
threats. Then he surrendered and started toward the door.
They went out without a sound, and down the great echoing
staircase, and through the dark hall. At the front door he
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