| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Catherine de Medici by Honore de Balzac: Stuart and Francois II. The queen's maids of honor surrounded the
fireplace opposite to that where Christophe was being "talked with" by
the captain of the guard. This second fireplace was considered the
/chimney of honor/. It was built in the thick wall of the Salle de
Conseil, between the door of the royal chamber and that of the
council-hall, so that the maids of honor and the lords in waiting who
had the right to be there were on the direct passage of the king and
queen. The courtiers were certain on this occasion of seeing
Catherine, for her maids of honor, dressed like the rest of the court
ladies, in black, came up the staircase from the queen-mother's
apartment, and took their places, marshalled by the Comtesse de
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: toward the south, and prophesy against the forest of the south field;
EZE 20:47 And say to the forest of the south, Hear the word of the
LORD; Thus saith the Lord GOD; Behold, I will kindle a fire in thee, and
it shall devour every green tree in thee, and every dry tree: the
flaming flame shall not be quenched, and all faces from the south to the
north shall be burned therein.
EZE 20:48 And all flesh shall see that I the LORD have kindled it: it
shall not be quenched.
EZE 20:49 Then said I, Ah Lord GOD! they say of me, Doth he not speak
parables?
EZE 21:1 And the word of the LORD came unto me, saying,
King James Bible |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: Space was what he wanted: a clear ten yards, and he would have
laughed at Doge and Council. But the throng was thick as glue,
and he walked on submissively, keeping his eye alert for an
opening. Suddenly the mob swerved aside after some new show.
Tony's fist shot out at the black fellow's chest, and before the
latter could right himself the young New Englander was showing a
clean pair of heels to his escort. On he sped, cleaving the
crowd like a flood-tide in Gloucester bay, diving under the first
arch that caught his eye, dashing down a lane to an unlit water-
way, and plunging across a narrow hump-back bridge which landed
him in a black pocket between walls. But now his pursuers were
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