|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne:
"Where are we, sister?" asked Michael.
"Half a verst from the first houses," replied Nadia.
"Can the town be asleep?" observed Michael. "Not a
sound strikes my ear."
"And I cannot see the slightest light, nor even smoke
mounting into the air," added Nadia.
"What a queer town!" said Nicholas. "They make no
noise in it, and go to bed uncommonly early!"
A presentiment of impending misfortune passed across
Michael's heart. He had not said to Nadia that he had
placed all his hopes on Krasnoiarsk, where he expected to
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Timaeus by Plato:
had deserted her, she repelled the invader, and of her own accord gave
liberty to all the nations within the Pillars. A little while afterwards
there were great earthquakes and floods, and your warrior race all sank
into the earth; and the great island of Atlantis also disappeared in the
sea. This is the explanation of the shallows which are found in that part
of the Atlantic ocean.'
Such was the tale, Socrates, which Critias heard from Solon; and I noticed
when listening to you yesterday, how close the resemblance was between your
city and citizens and the ancient Athenian State. But I would not speak at
the time, because I wanted to refresh my memory. I had heard the old man
when I was a child, and though I could not remember the whole of our
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson:
and moves, and education, and the like, to keep steadily in front
of my income. However, I console myself with this, that if I were
anything else under God's Heaven, and had the same crank health, I
should make an even zero. If I had, with my present knowledge,
twelve months of my old health, I would, could, and should do
something neat. As it is, I have to tinker at my things in little
sittings; and the rent, or the butcher, or something, is always
calling me off to rattle up a pot-boiler. And then comes a back-
set of my health, and I have to twiddle my fingers and play
Well, I do not complain, but I do envy strong health where it is