| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: "Now; you mustn't trouble his worship any more."
"Trouble? Let him tell till midnight, I shall be well pleased,"
said Amyas, sitting down on the bench by him. "Drawer! ale--and a
parcel of tobacco."
And Amyas settled himself to listen, while the old man purred to
himself--
"Iss. They likes to hear old Martin. All the captains look upon
old Martin."
"Hillo, Amyas!" said Cary, "who's your friend? Here's a man been
telling me wonders about the River Plate. We should go thither for
luck there next time."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Prince Otto by Robert Louis Stevenson: nightmares.
'O shame!' she cried. 'Absurd and odious! What would the Countess
say?'
That great Baron Gondremark, the excellent politician, remained for
some little time upon his knees in a frame of mind which perhaps we
are allowed to pity. His vanity, within his iron bosom, bled and
raved. If he could have blotted all, if he could have withdrawn
part, if he had not called her bride - with a roaring in his ears,
he thus regretfully reviewed his declaration. He got to his feet
tottering; and then, in that first moment when a dumb agony finds a
vent in words, and the tongue betrays the inmost and worst of a man,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Arizona Nights by Stewart Edward White: two days to return. Estrella went through the town in a cyclone
burst of enthusiasm, saw everything, bought everything, exhausted
everything in two hours. Willets was not a large place. On her
return to the ranch she sat down at once in the rocking-chair on
the veranda. Her hands fell into her lap. She stared out over
the desert.
Senor Johnson stole up behind her, clumsy as a playful bear. His
eyes followed the direction of hers to where a cloud shadow lay
across the slope, heavy, palpable, untransparent, like a blotch
of ink.
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