| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Marvelous Land of Oz by L. Frank Baum: "I believe I do," returned the horse.
"Very good. We are all going on a journey to the Emerald City, to see His
Majesty, the Scarecrow; and Jack Pumpkinhead is going to ride on your back,
so he won't wear out his joints."
"I don't mind," said the Saw-Horse. "Anything that suits you suits me."
Then Tip assisted Jack to get upon the horse.
"Hold on tight," he cautioned, "or you may fall off and crack your pumpkin
head."
"That would be horrible!" said Jack, with a shudder. "What shall I hold on
to?"
"Why, hold on to his ears," replied Tip, after a moment's hesitation.
 The Marvelous Land of Oz |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: a grimly playful ebullition of high spirits. It must have been most
distasteful to him; and his solemnity got damaged somehow in the
process, I perceived. There were holes in it through which I could
see a new, an unknown Fyne.
"You wouldn't believe it," he went on, "but she looks upon her
father exclusively as a victim. I don't know," he burst out
suddenly through an enormous rent in his solemnity, "if she thinks
him absolutely a saint, but she certainly imagines him to be a
martyr."
It is one of the advantages of that magnificent invention, the
prison, that you may forget people which are put there as though
 Chance |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne: right. I know your sterling character; but you didn't, somehow,
make out to give us the thing straight, Loudon. Anybody might
have--I mean it--I mean----"
"Never mind what you mean, my poor Jim," said I. "She's a
gallant little woman and a loyal wife: and I thought her
splendid. My story was as fishy as the devil. I'll never think
the less of either her or you."
"It'll blow over; it must blow over," said he.
"It never can," I returned, sighing: "and don't you try to make
it! Don't name me, unless it's with an oath. And get home to
her right away. Good by, my best of friends. Good by, and
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