| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: grim, set lips.
"Norman of Torn!" she whispered. "May God have
mercy on my soul!"
Beneath the visored helm a wave of pain and sorrow
surged across the countenance of the outlaw, and a
little shudder, as of a chill of hopelessness, shook his
giant frame.
"You need not fear, My Lady," he said sadly. "You
shall be in your father's castle of Leicester ere the sun
marks noon. And you will be safer under the protection
of the hated Devil of Torn than with your own mighty
The Outlaw of Torn |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon: be tempted to cause pain where pain should be unknown. It is theirs
not merely to eschew all greed of riches, not merely to make a just
and lawful distribution of wealth, but to supply what is lacking to
the needs of one another. Theirs it is to compose strife and discord
not in painless oblivion simply, but to the general advantage. Theirs
also to hinder such extravagance of anger as shall entail remorse
hereafter. And as to envy they will make a clean sweep and clearance
of it: the good things which a man possesses shall be also the
property of his friends, and the goods which they possess are to be
looked upon as his. Where then is the improbability that the beautiful
and noble should be sharers in the honours[19] of the state not only
The Memorabilia |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: perplexed. "But why did you hurry off so and get him, Eudora?"
said he.
"I thought from what you said that day that you would be
disappointed when you found out I had only the Lancaster linen
and not a real baby," said Eudora with her calm, grand air and
with no trace of a smile.
"Then that means that you say yes, Eudora?"
For the first time Eudora gave a startled glance at him. "Didn't
you know?" she gasped.
"How should I? You had not said yes really, dear."
"Do you think," said Eudora Yates, "that I am not too proud to
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