| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Roads of Destiny by O. Henry: stocking, and do you think he will hang it up to-night? Now I can hang
up but one. Do you know why I wanted a new pair of silk stockings when
I have plenty? Well, old Aunt Judy says, if you hang up two that have
never been worn, Santa Claus will fill one with good things, and
Monsieur Pambe will place in the other payment for all the words you
have spoken--good or bad--on the day before Christmas. That's why I've
been unusually nice and polite to everyone to-day. Monsieur Pambe, you
know, is a witch gentleman; he--"
The words of the young girl were interrupted by a startling thing.
Like the wraith of some burned-out shooting star, a black streak came
crashing through the window-pane and upon the table, where it shivered
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: thrown over her head, hanging down in front of her, looked dimly
splendid and with a black glance out of her white face. He said:
"Do you, too, want to throw me over? I tell you you can't do that
now."
"I wasn't thinking of throwing you over, but I don't even know
what you mean. There seem to be no end of things I can't do.
Hadn't you better tell me of something that I could do? Have you
any idea yourself what you want from me?"
"You can let me look at you. You can listen to me. You can speak
to me."
"Frankly, I have never shirked doing all those things, whenever
The Rescue |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson: But for all that's gone and come,
I shall find my soldier dumb.
He has lived, a little thing,
In the grassy woods of spring;
Done, if he could tell me true,
Just as I should like to do.
He has seen the starry hours
And the springing of the flowers;
And the fairy things that pass
In the forests of the grass.
In the silence he has heard
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