| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Gobseck by Honore de Balzac: "Poor Derville!" exclaimed the Vicomtesse, "what has come over you? Do
you really imagine that I allow a daughter of mine to read the
newspapers?--Go on," she added after a pause.
"Three months after everything was signed and sealed between the Count
and Gobseck----"
"You can call him the Comte de Restaud, now that Camille is not here,"
said the Vicomtesse.
"So be it! Well, time went by, and I saw nothing of the counter-deed,
which by rights should have been in my hands. An attorney in Paris
lives in such a whirl of business that with certain exceptions which
we make for ourselves, we have not the time to give each individual
Gobseck |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Magic of Oz by L. Frank Baum: like to be lonesome, so please don't offer to be friendly with me. Go
away, and try not to step on my Diamond Palace."
"Where is it?" asked the girl.
"Behind this bush."
Dorothy hopped off the lion's back and ran around the bush to see
the Diamond Palace of the Lonesome Duck, although the gaudy fowl
protested in a series of low quacks. The girl found, indeed, a
glistening dome formed of clearest diamonds, neatly cemented together,
with a doorway at the side just big enough to admit the duck.
"Where did you find so many diamonds?" asked Dorothy, wonderingly.
"I know a place in the mountains where they are thick as pebbles,"
The Magic of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: thoughts, there flashed in from time to time, and ever with a
chill of fear, the thought of the confounded ingredients with
which the house was stored. A powder magazine seemed a
secure smoking-room alongside of the Superfluous Mansion.
He sought refuge in flight, in locomotion, in the flowing
bowl. As long as the bars were open, he travelled from one
to another, seeking light, safety, and the companionship of
human faces; when these resources failed him, he fell back on
the belated baked-potato man; and at length, still pacing the
streets, he was goaded to fraternise with the police. Alas,
with what a sense of guilt he conversed with these guardians
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