|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Prince Otto by Robert Louis Stevenson:
replied the reader. 'Who of our young men know anything of his
cousin, all reigning Prince although he be? Who but has heard of
Doctor Gotthold? But intellectual merit, alone of all distinctions,
has its base in nature.'
'I have the gratification of addressing a student - perhaps an
author?' Otto suggested.
The young man somewhat flushed. 'I have some claim to both
distinctions, sir, as you suppose,' said he; 'there is my card. I
am the licentiate Roederer, author of several works on the theory
and practice of politics.'
'You immensely interest me,' said the Prince; 'the more so as I
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Roads of Destiny by O. Henry:
"Looking across that little table I had my first clear sight of
Francis Kearny. He was about five feet seven, but as tough as a
cypress knee. His hair was darkest red, his mouth such a mere slit
that you wondered how the flood of his words came rushing from it. His
eyes were the brightest and lightest blue and the hopefulest that I
ever saw. He gave the double impression that he was at bay and that
you had better not crowd him further.
"'Just in from a gold-hunting expedition on the coast of Costa Rica,'
he explained. 'Second mate of a banana steamer told me the natives
were panning out enough from the beach sands to buy all the rum, red
calico, and parlour melodeons in the world. The day I got there a
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Almayer's Folly by Joseph Conrad:
shivering, she felt within a burning fire, that seemed to feed
upon her very life. When the breaking day had spread a pale
golden ribbon over the black outline of the forests, she took up
her tray and departed towards the settlement, going about her
task purely from the force of habit. As she approached Sambir
she could see the excitement and she heard with momentary
surprise of the finding of Dain's body. It was not true, of
course. She knew it well. She regretted that he was not dead.
She should have liked Dain to be dead, so as to be parted from
that woman--from all women. She felt a strong desire to see
Nina, but without any clear object. She hated her, and feared