| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Shadow Line by Joseph Conrad: He answered with just a shade of weariness that
he was strong enough to hang on. He could
promise me that she shouldn't take the wheel out
of his hands. More he couldn't say.
At that moment Ransome appeared quite close
to me, stepping out of the darkness into visibility
suddenly, as if just created with his composed face
and pleasant voice.
Every rope on deck, he said, was laid down clear
for running, as far as one could make certain
by feeling. It was impossible to see anything.
 The Shadow Line |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad: "And then that imbecile crowd down on the deck started their little fun,
and I could see nothing more for smoke.
"The brown current ran swiftly out of the heart of darkness,
bearing us down towards the sea with twice the speed of our
upward progress; and Kurtz's life was running swiftly, too, ebbing,
ebbing out of his heart into the sea of inexorable time.
The manager was very placid, he had no vital anxieties now,
he took us both in with a comprehensive and satisfied glance:
the `affair' had come off as well as could be wished.
I saw the time approaching when I would be left alone of
the party of `unsound method.' The pilgrims looked upon me
 Heart of Darkness |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: that belonged to the earl; the sound came in that direction,
and I hoped it might be some one coming in search of us. As the sound
came nearer and nearer I was almost sure I could distinguish Ginger's step;
a little nearer still, and I could tell she was in the dog-cart.
I neighed loudly, and was overjoyed to hear an answering neigh from Ginger,
and men's voices. They came slowly over the stones, and stopped at
the dark figure that lay upon the ground.
One of the men jumped out, and stooped down over it. "It is Reuben,"
he said, "and he does not stir!"
The other man followed, and bent over him. "He's dead," he said;
"feel how cold his hands are."
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