| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: evidently hidden in deep recesses between the crags. The string
of burros were packed and sent off down the trail in charge of a
cowboy. Nick Steele and Monty returned. Then Stewart appeared,
clambering down the break between the cliffs.
His next move was to order all the baggage belonging to Madeline
and her guests taken up the cliff. This was strenuous toil,
requiring the need of lassoes to haul up the effects.
"Get ready to climb," said Stewart, turning to Madelines party.
"Where?" asked Helen.
He waved his hand at the ascent to be made. Exclamations of
dismay followed his gesture.
The Light of Western Stars |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson: at which excess of goodness I knew not what to do. But at last
he was so earnest with me that I thought it the more mannerly
part to let him have his way, and so left him poorer than myself.
CHAPTER XVII
THE DEATH OF THE RED FOX
The next day Mr. Henderland found for me a man who had a boat of
his own and was to cross the Linnhe Loch that afternoon into
Appin, fishing. Him he prevailed on to take me, for he was one
of his flock; and in this way I saved a long day's travel and the
price of the two public ferries I must otherwise have passed.
It was near noon before we set out; a dark day with clouds, and
Kidnapped |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: Flatiron twice."
"That's all right," said the Kid. "Let's have
your clothesbrush, please."
The bride waited in the rosy glow of the pink lamp
shade. The miracles were not all passed away. By
breathing a desire for some slight thing - a flower,
a pomegranate, a - oh, yes, a peach - she could
send forth her man into the night, into the world
which could not withstand him, and he would do her
bidding.
And now be stood by her chair and laid the peach
The Voice of the City |
