| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne: At our entrance the host, as if he had never seen us, greeted us with
the word "_Sællvertu,_" which means "be happy," and came and kissed
us on the cheek.
After him his wife pronounced the same words, accompanied with the
same ceremonial; then the two placing their hands upon their hearts,
inclined profoundly before us.
I hasten to inform the reader that this Icelandic lady was the mother
of nineteen children, all, big and little, swarming in the midst of
the dense wreaths of smoke with which the fire on the hearth filled
the chamber. Every moment I noticed a fair-haired and rather
melancholy face peeping out of the rolling volumes of smoke - they
Journey to the Center of the Earth |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: Government. No murderer worthy of the name needs six different
motives for the same crime, beginning with robbery, and ending with
an unpleasant father-in-law."
We were all silent for a while. McKnight stationed himself at a
window, and Hotchkiss paced the floor expectantly. "It's a great
day for modern detective methods," he chirruped. "While the police
have been guarding houses and standing with their mouths open
waiting for clues to fall in and choke them, we have pieced together,
bit by bit, a fabric - "
The door-bell rang, followed immediately by sounds of footsteps in
the hall. McKnight threw the door open, and Hotchkiss, raised on
The Man in Lower Ten |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan: related to my mother--I think Mr. Stanley----
SIR OLIVER. I was Sir--so nearly that my present Poverty I fear
may do discredit to her Wealthy Children--else I should not
have presumed to trouble you.--
SURFACE. Dear Sir--there needs no apology--He that is in Distress
tho' a stranger has a right to claim kindred with the wealthy--
I am sure I wish I was of that class, and had it in my power
to offer you even a small relief.
SIR OLIVER. If your Unkle, Sir Oliver were here--I should have
a Friend----
SURFACE. I wish He was Sir, with all my Heart--you should not want
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