| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from End of the Tether by Joseph Conrad: shut himself on board and starve to death in his cabin
rather than sell her--even if he could find a buyer. And
that's not likely in the least. Not even the Japs would
give her insured value for her. It isn't like selling
sailing-ships. Steamers DO get out of date, besides get-
ting old."
"He must have laid by a good bit of money though,"
observed Captain Whalley quietly.
The Harbor-master puffed out his purple cheeks to
an amazing size.
"Not a stiver, Harry. Not--a--single--sti-ver."
End of the Tether |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: He regarded him as an interference, a difficulty to be got rid of or
destroyed. The young Australian had been so discreet that the most
he had against him was his knowledge of what had been. Caswall did
not understand him, and to such a nature as his, ignorance was a
cause of alarm, of dread.
Caswall resumed his habit of watching the great kite straining at
its cord, varying his vigils in this way by a further examination of
the mysterious treasures of his house, especially Mesmer's chest.
He sat much on the roof of the tower, brooding over his thwarted
passion. The vast extent of his possessions, visible to him at that
altitude, might, one would have thought, have restored some of his
Lair of the White Worm |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: She rose obedient, but when she have made a step she stopped, and stood
as one stricken.
"Why not go on?" I asked. She shook her head, and coming back,
sat down in her place. Then, looking at me with open eyes, as of one waked
from sleep, she said simply, "I cannot!" and remained silent. I rejoiced,
for I knew that what she could not, none of those that we dreaded could.
Though there might be danger to her body, yet her soul was safe!
Presently the horses began to scream, and tore at their tethers till I
came to them and quieted them. When they did feel my hands on them,
they whinnied low as in joy, and licked at my hands and were quiet
for a time. Many times through the night did I come to them,
Dracula |
