|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad:
the slope, the purpose of which I found it impossible to divine.
It wasn't a quarry or a sandpit, anyhow. It was just a hole.
It might have been connected with the philanthropic desire
of giving the criminals something to do. I don't know.
Then I nearly fell into a very narrow ravine, almost no
more than a scar in the hillside. I discovered that a lot
of imported drainage-pipes for the settlement had been
tumbled in there. There wasn't one that was not broken.
It was a wanton smash-up. At last I got under the trees.
My purpose was to stroll into the shade for a moment;
but no sooner within than it seemed to me I had stepped into
Heart of Darkness
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott:
With the first dawn of morning, Hobbie arose; and, having rubbed
down and saddled his horse, he set forth to Mucklestane-Moor. He
avoided the company of either of his brothers, from an idea that
the Dwarf was most propitious to those who visited him alone.
"The creature," said he to himself, as he went along, "is no
neighbourly; ae body at a time is fully mair than he weel can
abide. I wonder if he's looked out o' the crib o' him to gather
up the bag o' siller. If he hasna done that, it will hae been a
braw windfa' for somebody, and I'll be finely flung.--Come,
Tarras," said he to his horse, striking him at the same time with
his spur, "make mair fit, man; we maun be first on the field if
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
"Bernauer, Mrs. Adele Bernauer. She was a widow when she came to
take care of the master. Her husband was a sergeant of artillery."
"Well, I mean," continued Muller, "you said yourself that when the
gentleman's parents died, Mrs. Bernauer was a fine active woman,
therefore I supposed she was no longer so."
Franz thought the matter over for a while. "I don't know just why
I put it that way. Indeed she's still as active as ever and always
fresh and well. It's true that for the last two or three days she's
been very nervous and since yesterday it is as if she was a changed
woman. She must be ill, I don't know how to explain it otherwise."
"What seems to be the matter with her?" asked Muller and then to