| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: LE CAPPADOCIEN. Je n'ai jamais vu Cesar.
SECOND SOLDAT. Un autre qui vient de la ville de Chypre, qui est
jaune comme de l'or.
LE CAPPADOCIEN. J'aime beaucoup l'or.
SECOND SOLDAT. Et le troisieme qui est un vin sicilien. Ce vin-le
est rouge comme le sang.
LE NUBIEN. Les dieux de mon pays aiment beaucoup le sang. Deux
fois par an nous leur sacrifions des jeunes hommes et des vierges:
cinquante jeunes hommes et cent vierges. Mais il semble que nous ne
leur donnons jamais assez, car ils sont tres durs envers nous.
LE CAPPADOCIEN. Dans mon pays il n'y a pas de dieux e present, les
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Princess of Parms by Edgar Rice Burroughs: trivial errand. I liked and trusted Sola, but for some reason I
desired to be alone with Dejah Thoris, who represented to
me all that I had left behind upon Earth in agreeable and
congenial companionship. There seemed bonds of mutual
interest between us as powerful as though we had been born
under the same roof rather than upon different planets,
hurtling through space some forty-eight million miles apart.
That she shared my sentiments in this respect I was positive,
for on my approach the look of pitiful hopelessness left
her sweet countenance to be replaced by a smile of joyful
welcome, as she placed her little right hand upon my left
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: head of Pelmo. Across the broad vale of the Boite, Antelao stood
beside Sorapis, like a campanile beside a cathedral, and Cristallo
towered above the green pass of the Three Crosses. Through that
opening we could see the bristling peaks of the Sextenthal.
Sweeping around in a wider circle from that point, we saw, beyond
the Durrenstein, the snow-covered pile of the Gross-Glockner; the
crimson bastions of the Rothwand appeared to the north, behind
Tofana; then the white slopes that hang far away above the
Zillerthal; and, nearer, the Geislerspitze, like five fingers
thrust into the air; behind that, the distant Oetzthaler Mountain,
and just a single white glimpse of the highest peak of the Ortler
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