| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Roads of Destiny by O. Henry: the last ten years: "First find my brother, Monsieur Charles."
This time he had stood before her, perhaps discouraged by a love so
long and hopeless, being dependent upon a contingency so unreasonable,
and demanded to be told in simple words whether she loved him or no.
Adele looked at him steadily out of her gray eyes that betrayed no
secrets and answered, a little more softly:
"Grandemont, you have no right to ask that question unless you can do
what I ask of you. Either bring back brother Victor to us or the proof
that he died."
Somehow, though five times thus rejected, his heart was not so heavy
when he left. She had not denied that she loved. Upon what shallow
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Historical Lecturers and Essays by Charles Kingsley: troubles by a good deal of wild life out of school, by rambling into
the country on the festivals of the saints, and now and then by
acting plays; notably, that famous one which Rabelais wrote for them
in 1531: "The moral comedy of the man who had a dumb wife;" which
"joyous PATELINAGE" remains unto this day in the shape of a well-
known comic song. That comedy young Rondelet must have seen acted.
The son of a druggist, spicer, and grocer--the three trades were
then combined--in Montpellier, and born in 1507, he had been
destined for the cloister, being a sickly lad. His uncle, one of
the canons of Maguelonne, near by, had even given him the revenues
of a small chapel--a job of nepotism which was common enough in
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James: the famous horse chestnuts were in blossom, and Lord Lambeth,
who quite entered into the spirit of the cockney excursionist,
declared that it was a jolly old place. Bessie Alden was in ecstasies;
she went about murmuring and exclaiming.
"It's too lovely," said the young girl; "it's too enchanting;
it's too exactly what it ought to be!"
At Hampton Court the little flocks of visitors are not provided
with an official bellwether, but are left to browse at discretion
upon the local antiquities. It happened in this manner that,
in default of another informant, Bessie Alden, who on doubtful
questions was able to suggest a great many alternatives, found herself
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