| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pierrette by Honore de Balzac: anger and gone a-nutting or gathering blackberries. But the little
square in the Lower town was the chief object of his thoughts; he
imagined how he could improve his house: he dreamed of a new front,
new bedrooms, a salon, a billiard-room, a dining-room, and the kitchen
garden out of which he would make an English pleasure-ground, with
lawns, grottos, fountains, and statuary. The bedrooms at present
occupied by the brother and sister, on the second floor of a house
with three windows front and six storeys high in the rue Saint-Denis,
were furnished with the merest necessaries, yet no one in Paris had
finer furniture than they--in fancy. When Jerome walked the streets he
stopped short, struck with admiration at the handsome things in the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Royalty Restored/London Under Charles II by J. Fitzgerald Molloy: welcome; receiving due assurances of which he and Lord Willmot
set out by night for Master Lane's mansion, where they were
heartily received, and where Charles rested some days in blessed
security. Knowing, however, in what risk he placed those who
sheltered him, and how vigilant the pursuit after him, he became
most anxious for his safe delivery out of the kingdom. To this
end it was desirable he should draw near the west coast, and
await an opportunity of sailing from thence for France.
The members of Master Lane's family then living with him
consisted of a son and a daughter: the former a man of fearless
courage and integrity, the latter a gentlewoman of good wit and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Ideal Husband by Oscar Wilde: the bracelet, but fails.]
LORD GORING. Oh! don't use big words. They mean so little.
MRS. CHEVELEY. [Again tears at the bracelet in a paroxysm of rage,
with inarticulate sounds. Then stops, and looks at LORD GORING.]
What are you going to do?
LORD GORING. I am going to ring for my servant. He is an admirable
servant. Always comes in the moment one rings for him. When he
comes I will tell him to fetch the police.
MRS. CHEVELEY. [Trembling.] The police? What for?
LORD GORING. To-morrow the Berkshires will prosecute you. That is
what the police are for.
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