|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft:
the 'phone arter that. Jest still-like. We that heerd it got aout
Fords an' wagons an' rounded up as many able-bodied men-folks
as we could git, at Corey's place, an' come up here ter see what
yew thought best ter dew. Not but what I think it's the Lord's
jedgment fer our iniquities, that no mortal kin ever set aside.'
Armitage saw that the time for positive action had come, and
spoke decisively to the faltering group of frightened rustics.
'We must follow it, boys.' He made his voice as reassuring as
possible. 'I believe there's a chance of putting it out of business.
You men know that those Whateleys were wizards - well, this thing
is a thing of wizardry, and must be put down by the same means.
The Dunwich Horror
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:
for a lost cause; it was known he could extract testimony from a
stone, and interest from a gold-mine; and his office was besieged
in consequence by all that numerous class of persons who have
still some reputation to lose, and find themselves upon the point
of losing it; by those who have made undesirable acquaintances,
who have mislaid a compromising correspondence, or who are
blackmailed by their own butlers. In private life Michael was a
man of pleasure; but it was thought his dire experience at the
office had gone far to sober him, and it was known that (in the
matter of investments) he preferred the solid to the brilliant.
What was yet more to the purpose, he had been all his life a
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mirror of the Sea by Joseph Conrad:
caught, not quite prepared, by a sudden shift of wind.
There was, of course, a good deal of noise - running about, the,
shouts of the sailors, the thrashing of the sails - enough, in
fact, to wake the dead. But S- never came on deck. When I was
relieved by the chief mate an hour afterwards, he sent for me. I
went into his stateroom; he was lying on his couch wrapped up in a
rug, with a pillow under his head.
"What was the matter with you up there just now?" he asked.
"Wind flew round on the lee quarter, sir," I said.
"Couldn't you see the shift coming?"
"Yes, sir, I thought it wasn't very far off."
The Mirror of the Sea