| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Message by Honore de Balzac: Juliette stole a glance at us. Not a little surprised to find her
husband contriving some frivolous excuse for leaving us together,
she stopped short, giving me a glance--such a glance as women
only can give you. In that look of hers there was the pardonable
curiosity of the mistress of the house confronted with a guest
dropped down upon her from the skies and innumerable doubts,
certainly warranted by the state of my clothes, by my youth and
my expression, all singularly at variance; there was all the
disdain of the adored mistress, in whose eyes all men save one
are as nothing; there were involuntary tremors and alarms; and,
above all, the thought that it was tiresome to have an unexpected
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: and it perplexed and weighed upon him, now, that the woman
who was smiling so and who had instantly given him a vivid
sense of her possessing other unprecedented attributes,
was his own niece, the child of his own father's daughter.
The idea that his niece should be a German Baroness,
married "morganatically" to a Prince, had already given him much
to think about. Was it right, was it just, was it acceptable?
He always slept badly, and the night before he had lain awake
much more even than usual, asking himself these questions.
The strange word "morganatic" was constantly in his ears;
it reminded him of a certain Mrs. Morgan whom he had
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: disappeared in the sage-brush. It was up again presently, but she
could see that the man came limping, and so uncertainly that
twice he pitched forward to the ground. Incautionsly one of his
assailants ran forward with a shout the second time his head went
down. Crack! The unerring rifle rang out, and the impetuous one
dropped in his tracks.
As she approached, the young woman slowed without stopping, and
as the car swept past Curly Head flung himself in headlong. He
picked himself up from her feet, crept past her to the seat
beyond, and almost instantly whipped his rifle to his shoulder in
prompt defiance of the fire that was now converged on them.
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