|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell:
was let out a hole or two it all fitted well. There was no check-rein,
no curb, nothing but a plain ring snaffle. What a blessing that was!
After driving through the side street we came to the large cab stand
where Jerry had said "Good-night". On one side of this wide street
were high houses with wonderful shop fronts, and on the other
was an old church and churchyard, surrounded by iron palisades.
Alongside these iron rails a number of cabs were drawn up,
waiting for passengers; bits of hay were lying about on the ground;
some of the men were standing together talking; some were sitting
on their boxes reading the newspaper; and one or two
were feeding their horses with bits of hay, and giving them a drink of water.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Letters from England by Elizabeth Davis Bancroft:
Albert performed the same office. This was, of course, voluntary in
the royal parties, as it was not a favor to be asked. . . . Madam
Van de Weyer is not spoiled, certainly, by the prominent part she
was called to play in this great centre of the world at so early an
age, and makes an excellent courtier. I could not help pitying her,
however, for looking forward to going through, year after year, the
same round of ceremonies, forms, and society. For us, it is a new
study, and invaluable for a short time; but I could not bear it for
life, as these European diplomatists. Besides, we Americans really
enjoy a kind of society, and a much nearer intercourse than other
foreigners, in the literary, scientific, and even social circles.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Shadow Line by Joseph Conrad:
and this was the time to get them away. Once at
sea I was not afraid of facing anything. The sea
was now the only remedy for all my troubles.
The doctor's glasses were directed at me like two
lamps searching the genuineness of my resolution.
He opened his lips as if to argue further, but shut
them again without saying anything. I had a
vision so vivid of poor Burns in his exhaustion,
helplessness, and anguish, that it moved me more
than the reality I had come away from only an
hour before. It was purged from the drawbacks of
The Shadow Line