|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
it might have been but my imagination.
"Why do you hate me, Dian?" I asked, but she did not
"What are you doing here?" I asked, "and what has happened
to you since Hooja freed you from the Sagoths?"
At first I thought that she was going to ignore me entirely,
but finally she thought better of it.
"I was again running away from Jubal the Ugly One,"
she said. "After I escaped from the Sagoths I made my way
alone back to my own land; but on account of Jubal I did
not dare enter the villages or let any of my friends know
At the Earth's Core
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
he might repair it sufficiently to get home.
"Oh, don't bother about sewing it; I'll lend you one of mine,"
exclaimed Johann. "I'll carry this one home for you, for I'm not
going to stay here alone - I'd be afraid. I'm going to a friend's
house. You can find me there any time you need me. You'd better
take the key of the apartment and give it to the police."
The detective had no particular fondness for the task of sewing,
and he was glad to accept the valet's friendly offering. He was
rather astonished at the evident costliness of the garment the
young man handed him, and when he spoke of it, the valet could
not say enough in praise of the kindness of his late master. He
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Domestic Peace by Honore de Balzac:
The fashion of the time required men to wear at a ball white
kerseymere breeches and silk stockings. This pretty costume showed to
great advantage the perfection of Montcornet's fine shape. He was
five-and-thirty, and attracted attention by his stalwart height,
insisted on for the Cuirassiers of the Imperial Guard whose handsome
uniform enhanced the dignity of his figure, still youthful in spite of
the stoutness occasioned by living on horseback. A black moustache
emphasized the frank expression of a thoroughly soldierly countenance,
with a broad, high forehead, an aquiline nose, and bright red lips.
Montcornet's manner, stamped with a certain superiority due to the
habit of command, might please a woman sensible enough not to aim at