|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Personal Record by Joseph Conrad:
daughter was done I would pick up a book and sit down with it all
the morning in a spirit of enjoyable indolence. I affirm it with
assurance, and I don't even know now what were the books then
lying about the room. What ever they were, they were not the
works of great masters, where the secret of clear thought and
exact expression can be found. Since the age of five I have been
a great reader, as is not perhaps wonderful in a child who was
never aware of learning to read. At ten years of age I had read
much of Victor Hugo and other romantics. I had read in Polish
and in French, history, voyages, novels; I knew "Gil Blas" and
"Don Quixote" in abridged editions; I had read in early boyhood
A Personal Record
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from War and the Future by H. G. Wells:
gaunt masses for many years to come. In this manner it was that
Tofana No. 2 was taken.
Now the Italians are organising this prize, and I saw winding up
far above me on the steep grey slope a multitudinous string of
little things that looked like black ants, each carrying a small
bright yellow egg. They were mules bringing back balks of
But one position held out invincibly; this was the Castelletto, a
great natural fortress of rock standing out at an angle of the
mountain in such a position that it commanded the Italian
communications (the Dolomite road) in the valley below, and
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
book and make any arrangements you find necessary after that."
Muller was already wrapped in his overcoat. "Is it snowing now?"
He turned to Arnster.
"Some flakes were falling as I came here."
"All right. Come with me and show me the way." Muller nodded
carelessly to his superior officer, his mind evidently already
engrossed in thoughts of the interesting case, and hurried out
with Amster. The commissioner was quite satisfied with the state
of affairs. He knew the case was in safe hands. He seated
himself at his desk again and began to read the little book which
had come into his hands so strangely. His eyes ran more and more