| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Albert Savarus by Honore de Balzac: Besancon from Monsieur Leopold Hannequin, armed with a power of
attorney from Albert; he called first on Monsieur Girardet, begging
his assistance in selling the house belonging to Monsieur Savaron. The
attorney undertook to do this out of friendship for Albert. The clerk
from Paris sold the furniture, and with the proceeds could repay some
money owed by Savaron to Girardet, who on the occasion of his
inexplicable departure had lent him five thousand francs while
undertaking to collect his assets. When Girardet asked what had become
of the handsome and noble pleader, to whom he had been so much
attached, the clerk replied that no one knew but his master, and that
the notary had seemed greatly distressed by the contents of the last
Albert Savarus |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: IT had been a lovely summer day, with a tinge of autumnal
coolness toward nightfall, ending in what Aunt Jane called a
"quince-jelly sunset." Kate and Emilia sat upon the Blue Rocks,
earnestly talking.
"Promise, Emilia!" said Kate.
Emilia said nothing.
"Remember," continued Kate, "he is Hope's betrothed. Promise,
promise, promise!"
Emilia looked into Kate's face and saw it flushed with a
generous eagerness, that called forth an answering look in her.
She tried to speak, and the words died into silence. There was
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu by Sax Rohmer: and spoke softly in that Arabic tongue which long before I had divined
must be her native language.
Then, as I remained silent, she turned and looked at me,
read the truth in my eyes, and rose from her knees,
stood rigidly upright, and clutched me tremblingly.
"He is not dead--he is NOT dead!" she whispered, and shook me
as a child might, seeking to arouse me to a proper understanding.
"Oh, tell me he is not ---"
"I cannot," I replied gently, "for indeed he is."
"No!" she said, wild-eyed, and raising her hands to her face as though
half distraught. "You do not understand--yet you are a doctor.
The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu |
