|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain:
flattery which once charmed her soul, now grates
harshly upon her ear; the ball-room has lost its
charms; and with wasted health and imbittered heart,
she turns away with the conviction that earthly
pleasures cannot satisfy the longings of the soul!"
And so forth and so on. There was a buzz of grati-
fication from time to time during the reading, accom-
panied by whispered ejaculations of "How sweet!"
"How eloquent!" "So true!" etc., and after the thing
had closed with a peculiarly afflicting sermon the
applause was enthusiastic.
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Symposium by Xenophon:
do not try to utter things unutterable.
Here was a pretty quarrel over wine soon kindled and soon burnt.
But on the instant those who had not assisted in the fray gave tongue,
the one part urging the jester to proceed with his comparisons, and
the other part dissuading.
The voice of Socrates was heard above the tumult: Since we are all so
eager to be heard at once, what fitter time than now to sing a song,
And suiting the action to the words, he commenced a stave.
The song was barely finished, when a potter's wheel was brought in, on
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lost Princess of Oz by L. Frank Baum:
midway between the King and Cayke a big, round pan made of beaten
gold. Around the top edge was a row of small diamonds; around the
center of the pan was another row of larger diamonds; and at the
bottom was a row of exceedingly large and brilliant diamonds. In
fact, they all sparkled magnificently, and the pan was so big and
broad that it took a lot of diamonds to go around it three times.
Cayke stared so hard that her eyes seemed about to pop out of her
head. "O-o-o-h!" she exclaimed, drawing a deep breath of delight.
"Is this your dishpan?" inquired the King.
"It is, it is!" cried the Cookie Cook, and rushing forward, she fell
on her knees and threw her arms around the precious pan. But her arms
The Lost Princess of Oz