|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery:
about her mother's parlor."
"Velvet carpet," sighed Anne luxuriously, "and silk curtains!
I've dreamed of such things, Diana. But do you know I don't
believe I feel very comfortable with them after all. There are
so many things in this room and all so splendid that there is no
scope for imagination. That is one consolation when you are
poor--there are so many more things you can imagine about."
Their sojourn in town was something that Anne and Diana dated
from for years. From first to last it was crowded with delights.
On Wednesday Miss Barry took them to the Exhibition grounds and
kept them there all day.
Anne of Green Gables
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair:
deposited her money in bills, and was afraid that if they were burned
up the bank would not give her any others. Jurgis made fun of her
for this, for he was a man and was proud of his superior knowledge,
telling her that the bank had fireproof vaults, and all its millions
of dollars hidden safely away in them.
However, one morning Marija took her usual detour, and, to her horror
and dismay, saw a crowd of people in front of the bank, filling the
avenue solid for half a block. All the blood went out of her face
for terror. She broke into a run, shouting to the people to ask what
was the matter, but not stopping to hear what they answered, till she had
come to where the throng was so dense that she could no longer advance.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson:
"Pluck out the shaft, and let me pass, a' Mary's name!" gasped
Appleyard. "I be done with Old England. Pluck it out!"
"Master Dick," said Bennet, "come hither, and pull me a good pull
upon the arrow. He would fain pass, the poor sinner."
Dick laid down his cross-bow, and pulling hard upon the arrow, drew
it forth. A gush of blood followed; the old archer scrambled half
upon his feet, called once upon the name of God, and then fell
dead. Hatch, upon his knees among the cabbages, prayed fervently
for the welfare of the passing spirit. But even as he prayed, it
was plain that his mind was still divided, and he kept ever an eye
upon the corner of the wood from which the shot had come. When he