| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mucker by Edgar Rice Burroughs: against Theriere--so brave a man could not be other than the
soul of honor, she argued.
Once below Theriere found himself covered by his own
revolver in the hands of a very desperate and a very unprincipled
man. He smiled at Byrne as the latter eyed him suspiciously.
"See here, Byrne," said Theriere. "It would be foolish for
me to say that I am doing this for love of you. The fact is
that I need you. We cannot succeed, either one of us, alone. I
think you made a fool play when you hit me today. You
know that our understanding was that I was to be even a
little rougher with you than usual, in order to avoid suspicion
The Mucker |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: MATTER! I'm not trying to `reform the town' now. I'm not
trying to organize Browning Clubs, and sit in clean white
kids yearning up at lecturers with ribbony eyeglasses. I am
trying to save my soul.
"Will Kennicott, asleep there, trusting me, thinking he holds
me. And I'm leaving him. All of me left him when he laughed
at me. It wasn't enough for him that I admired him; I must
change myself and grow like him. He takes advantage. No
more. It's finished. I will go on."
IV
Her violin lay on top of the upright piano. She picked it
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: "Yes, I think that-- Go and fetch his great-coat; we'll put him in it. If
it is no use talking while a man is alive, it is no use talking when he is
dead!"
They brought his great-coat, and they looked in the pockets to see if there
was anything which might show where he had come from or who his friends
were. But there was nothing in the pockets except an empty flask, and a
leathern purse with two shillings in, and a little hand-made two-pointed
cap.
So they wrapped Peter Halket up in his great-coat, and put the little cap
on his head.
And, one hour after Peter Halket had stood outside the tent looking up, he
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