|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas:
began to feel that, to judge by the conduct of the great ladies
of the time, she was wrong.
"I, who had sacrificed for you the Baronne de--"
"I know it well."
"The Comtesse de--"
"Monsieur Porthos, be generous!"
"You are right, madame, and I will not finish."
"But it was my husband who would not hear of lending."
"Madame Coquenard," said Porthos, "remember the first letter you
wrote me, and which I preserve engraved in my memory."
The procurator's wife uttered a groan.
The Three Musketeers
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald:
"I'm sorry about the clock," he said.
My own face had now assumed a deep tropical burn. I couldn't muster up
a single commonplace out of the thousand in my head.
"It's an old clock," I told them idiotically.
I think we all believed for a moment that it had smashed in pieces on
"We haven't met for many years," said Daisy, her voice as matter-of-fact
as it could ever be.
"Five years next November."
The automatic quality of Gatsby's answer set us all back at least another
minute. I had them both on their feet with the desperate suggestion that
The Great Gatsby
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rinkitink In Oz by L. Frank Baum:
he knew his best chance of escape lay in his crossing
the bed of coals before the rocks became so heated that
they would burn his feet. So he leaped to the first
rock and from there began jumping from one to the other
in quick succession. A withering wave of heat at once
enveloped him, and for a time he feared he would
suffocate before he could cross the cavern; but he held
his breath, to keep the hot air from his lungs, and
maintained his leaps with desperate resolve.
Then, before he realized it, his feet were pressing
the cooler rocks of the passage beyond and he rolled
Rinkitink In Oz