|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Christ in Flanders by Honore de Balzac:
sent out glowing sparks of light. The shafts began to tremble, the
capitals were gently shaken. A light shudder as of delight ran through
the building, the stones were loosened in their setting, the wall-
spaces swayed with graceful caution. Here and there a ponderous pier
moved as solemnly as a dowager when she condescends to complete a
quadrille at the close of a ball. A few slender and graceful columns,
their heads adorned with wreaths of trefoil, began to laugh and dance
here and there. Some of the pointed arches dashed at the tall lancet
windows, who, like ladies of the Middle Ages, wore the armorial
bearings of their houses emblazoned on their golden robes. The dance
of the mitred arcades with the slender windows became like a fray at a
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon:
and two strong quilting-poles which stood in the corner
of the room. Nance helped him without question. She
obeyed his slightest suggestion with childlike
He placed Mary on the stretcher, wrapped her body
in another warm blanket and turned to his nurse and
"Carry her to my house. Walk slowly and rest
whenever you wish. Don't wake her. Tell Aunt Abbie to
put her to bed in the south room overlooking the
valley. Don't leave her a minute, Betty. She's in the
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Droll Stories, V. 1 by Honore de Balzac:
below they have warmed their hearts a little more than was lawful."
Thereupon Blanche scratched her ear, and having thought to herself for
a little while, she said to the priest, "How then did the Virgin
"Ah!" replied abbot, "that it is a mystery."
"And what is a mystery?"
"A thing that cannot be explained, and which one ought to believe
without enquiring into it."
"Well then," said she, "cannot I perform a mystery?"
"This one," said the Abbot, "only happened once, because it was the
Son of God."
Droll Stories, V. 1