| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: calm with which they greeted his entrance. He shook hands with
them in turn, striding from one to another and gripping their
hands so heartily that Nathaniel Letton could not forbear to
wince. Daylight flung himself into a massive chair and sprawled
lazily, with an appearance of fatigue. The leather grip he had
brought into the room he dropped carelessly beside him on the
floor
"Goddle mighty, but I've sure been going some," he sighed. "We
sure trimmed them beautiful. It was real slick. And the beauty
of the play never dawned on me till the very end. It was pure
and simple knock down and drag out. And the way they fell for it
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ferragus by Honore de Balzac: salon or the dining-room of the apartment. Instantly the outline of a
woman's bonnet showed vaguely on the window, and a door between the
two rooms must have closed, for the first was dark again, while the
two other windows resumed their ruddy glow. At this moment a voice
said, "Hi, there!" and the young man was conscious of a blow on his
shoulder.
"Why don't you pay attention?" said the rough voice of a workman,
carrying a plank on his shoulder. The man passed on. He was the voice
of Providence saying to the watcher: "What are you meddling with?
Think of your own duty; and leave these Parisians to their own
affairs."
Ferragus |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lock and Key Library by Julian Hawthorne, Ed.: hair of unusual beauty. When I say golden, I am not speaking
loosely. I do not mean red or flaxen hair, but hair actually
resembling burnished gold more than anything else. Its ripples on
her brow caught the light like a coronet. This was her one beauty,
and it was superb. For the rest, her features were characterless.
Her figure was tall and full; not graceful, but sweepingly
imposing. At first I noticed nothing about her except the braided
splendor of her glorious hair."
He rose, and went into his bedroom, from which he returned with a
small trinket-box in his hand. This he laid open on the table,
disclosing a long strand of exquisite fair hair lying on a cushion
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