|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Under the Andes by Rex Stout:
her hands. Harry stood above the prostrate figure of the king,
panting and furious.
As for me, I gave no thought to what had been done--the
imminent peril of the situation possessed my mind and stung my
brain to action.
I ran to the figure on the floor and bent over him. There
was no movement--his eyes were closed. Calling to Harry to watch
the corridor without, I quickly tore my woolen jacket into
strips--my fingers seemed to be made of steel--and bound the wrists
and ankles of the Inca firmly, trussing him up behind.
Then with another strip I gagged him, thinking it best to err
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Recruit by Honore de Balzac:
made larger purchases than usual in the market. This fact could not be
disputed: Brigitte had been seen there, very early in the morning;
and, extraordinary event! she had bought the only hare the market
afforded. Now all the town knew that Madame de Dey did not like game.
The hare became, therefore, the point of departure for a vast array of
suspicions. The old men who were taking their walks abroad, remarked a
sort of concentrated activity about Madame de Dey's premises, shown by
the very precautions which the servants took to conceal it. The foot-
man was beating a carpet in the garden. The day before, no one would
have noticed that fact; but the carpet now became a corner-stone on
which the whole town built up its theories. Each individual had his or
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Return of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
fine specimen of any species. Furthermore, the young man
was unquestionably good to look at.
As her furtive glance rested upon his profile he rose to leave
the deck. The Countess de Coude beckoned to a passing steward.
"Who is that gentleman?" she asked.
"He is booked, madam, as Monsieur Tarzan, of Africa,"
replied the steward.
"Rather a large estate," thought the girl, but now her
interest was still further aroused.
As Tarzan walked slowly toward the smoking-room he
came unexpectedly upon two men whispering excitedly just
The Return of Tarzan