| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: Such was Jack; and lucky it was for him that such he was; for it
was little that he got to fat him at Oxford, in days when a
servitor meant really a servant-student; and wistfully that day did
his eyes, led by his nose, survey at the end of the Ship Inn
passage the preparations for Amyas's supper. The innkeeper was a
friend of his; for, in the first place, they had lived within three
doors of each other all their lives; and next, Jack was quite
pleasant company enough, beside being a learned man and an Oxford
scholar, to be asked in now and then to the innkeeper's private
parlor, when there were no gentlemen there, to crack his little
joke and tell his little story, sip the leavings of the guests'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ivanhoe by Walter Scott: mistaking the cause of her retiring; ``the archery
must in some degree have ceased, since they are
now fighting hand to hand.---Look again, there is
now less danger.''
Rebecca again looked forth, and almost immediately
exclaimed, ``Holy prophets of the law!
Front-de-Buf and the Black Knight fight hand to
hand on the breach, amid the roar of their followers,
who watch the progress of the strife---Heaven
strike with the cause of the oppressed and of the
captive!'' She then uttered a loud shriek, and exclaimed,
Ivanhoe |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Historical Mystery by Honore de Balzac: "Nearer forty," she said, "they have been walking since dark. You will
overtake them beyond Lagny, at Coupvrai, where they expected to be at
daybreak. They are disguised as sailors, and will enter Paris by the
river on some vessel. This," she added, taking half of her mother's
wedding-ring from her finger, "is the only thing which will make them
trust you; they have the other half. The keeper of Couvrai is the
father of one of their soldiers; he has hidden them tonight in a hut
in the forest deserted by charcoal-burners. They are eight in all,
Messieurs d'Hauteserre and four others are with my cousins."
"Mademoiselle, no one is looking for the others! let them save
themselves as they can; we must think only of the Messieurs de
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