|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Shadow Line by Joseph Conrad:
I answered him only with a vague gesture and
went away from the door. The fact was that
disease played with us capriciously very much as
the winds did. It would go from one man to an-
other with a lighter or heavier touch, which always
left its mark behind, staggering some, knocking
others over for a time, leaving this one, returning
to another, so that all of them had now an invalid-
ish aspect and a hunted, apprehensive look in their
eyes; while Ransome and I, the only two com-
pletely untouched, went amongst them assiduously
The Shadow Line
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey:
"Walk round a little," she said. "You must be cramped from
sitting still so long. I'll get lunch ready."
Madeline got down, glad to stretch her limbs, and began to stroll
about. She heard Stillwell throw the harness on the ground and
slap his horses. "Roll, you sons-of-guns!" he said. Both horses
bent their fore legs, heaved down on their sides, and tried to
roll over. One horse succeeded on the fourth try, and then
heaved up with a satisfied snort and shook off the dust and
gravel. The other one failed to roll over, and gave it up, half
rose to his feet, and then lay down on the other side.
"He's sure going to feel the ground," said Florence, smiling at
The Light of Western Stars
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Padre Ignacio by Owen Wister:
muchacho mio. It is about the death of a man, and it should go with our
The boy listened. "Then the father has played it a tone too low," said
he, "for our bell rings the note of sol, or something very near it, as
the father must surely know." He placed the melody in the right key--an
easy thing for him; and the Padre was delighted.
"Ah, my Felipe," he exclaimed, "what could you and I not do if we had a
better organ! Only a little better! See! above this row of keys would be
a second row, and many more stops. Then we would make such music as has
never yet been heard in California. But my people are so poor and so few!
And some day I shall have passed from them, and it will be too late."