| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Island Nights' Entertainments by Robert Louis Stevenson: coined money, pictures from China and Japan, and all manner of
things that sailors bring in their sea-chests. And here he had an
idea. So he went in and offered the bottle for a hundred dollars.
The man of the shop laughed at him at the first, and offered him
five; but, indeed, it was a curious bottle - such glass was never
blown in any human glassworks, so prettily the colours shone under
the milky white, and so strangely the shadow hovered in the midst;
so, after he had disputed awhile after the manner of his kind, the
shop-man gave Keawe sixty silver dollars for the thing, and set it
on a shelf in the midst of his window.
"Now," said Keawe, "I have sold that for sixty which I bought for
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: Charity's heart contracted. The first fall of night
after a day of radiance often gave her a sense of
hidden menace: it was like looking out over the world
as it would be when love had gone from it. She
wondered if some day she would sit in that same place
and watch in vain for her lover....
His bicycle-bell sounded down the lane, and in a minute
she was at the gate and his eyes were laughing in hers.
They walked back through the long grass, and pushed
open the door behind the house. The room at first
seemed quite dark and they had to grope their way in
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Richard III by William Shakespeare: KEEPER. What was your dream, my lord? I pray you
tell me.
CLARENCE. Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower
And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy;
And in my company my brother Gloucester,
Who from my cabin tempted me to walk
Upon the hatches. Thence we look'd toward England,
And cited up a thousand heavy times,
During the wars of York and Lancaster,
That had befall'n us. As we pac'd along
Upon the giddy footing of the hatches,
Richard III |
