|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson:
Something, however, was amiss. His vast and accurate
calculations on the fly-leaves of books, or on the backs of
playbills, appeared to have been an idle sacrifice of time.
By these, he had variously computed the weekly takings of the
house, from sums as modest as five-and-twenty shillings, up
to the more majestic figure of a hundred pounds; and yet, in
despite of the very elements of arithmetic, here he was
making literally nothing.
This incongruity impressed him deeply and occupied his
thoughtful leisure on the balcony; and at last it seemed to
him that he had detected the error of his method. 'This,' he
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Travels of Sir John Mandeville by Sir John Mandeville:
nation that they be of, they be withholden with him as of his
household, and entered in his books as for his own men. And after
that, where that ever they go, ever more they claim for minstrels
of the great Chan; and under that title, all kings and lords
cherish them the more with gifts and all things. And therefore he
hath so great multitude of them.
And he hath of certain men as though they were yeomen, that keep
birds, as ostriches, gerfalcons, sparrow-hawks, falcons gentle,
lanyers, sakers, sakrets, popinjays well speaking, and birds
singing, and also of wild beasts, as of elephants tame and other,
baboons, apes, marmosets, and other diverse beasts; the mountance
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Hero of Our Time by M.Y. Lermontov:
"You are a strange man!" she said, with a
forced laugh, lifting her velvet eyes upon me.
"I did not wish to make your acquaintance," I
continued, "because you are surrounded by too
dense a throng of adorers, in which I was afraid
of being lost to sight altogether."
"You need not have been afraid; they are all
very tiresome" . . .
"All? Not all, surely?"
She looked fixedly at me as if endeavouring to