|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Tulip by Alexandre Dumas:
Saying these words, Cornelius put his face so near the
little window that Rosa withdrew hers.
"I have brought back to you your bulbs."
Cornelius's heart leaped with joy. He had not yet dared to
ask Rosa what she had done with the precious treasure which
he had intrusted to her.
"Oh, you have preserved them, then?"
"Did you not give them to me as a thing which was dear to
"Yes, but as I have given them to you, it seems to me that
they belong to you."
The Black Tulip
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Copy-Cat & Other Stories by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman:
"I have come over here to live for the present.
I am of age, and have a right to consult my own
wishes. My decision is unalterable." Having said
this much, Annie closed her mouth and said no
more. Silas argued and pleaded. Annie sat placidly
sewing beside one front window of the sunny sitting-
room. Effie, with a bit of fancy-work, sat at another.
Finally Silas went home defeated, with a last word,
half condemnatory, half placative. Silas was not the
sort to stand firm against such feminine strength as
his daughter Annie's. However, he secretly held
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac:
fatal marriage, if, indeed, she persisted in making it, assuring her
that she should never cease to think of her darling child. Here the
falling tears had effaced some words of the letter.
"Oh, mother!" cried Ginevra, deeply moved.
She felt the impulse to rush home, to breathe the blessed air of her
father's house, to fling herself at his feet, to see her mother. She
was springing forward to accomplish this wish, when Luigi entered. At
the mere sight of him her filial emotion vanished; her tears were
stopped, and she no longer had the strength to abandon that loving and
unfortunate youth. To be the sole hope of a noble being, to love him
and then abandon him!--that sacrifice is the treachery of which young