|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Twice Told Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne:
minister. There was the nurse, no hired handmaiden of death, but
one whose calm affection had endured thus long in secrecy, in
solitude, amid the chill of age, and would not perish, even at
the dying hour. Who, but Elizabeth! And there lay the hoary head
of good Father Hooper upon the death pillow, with the black veil
still swathed about his brow, and reaching down over his face, so
that each more difficult gasp of his faint breath caused it to
stir. All through life that piece of crape had hung between him
and the world: it had separated him from cheerful brotherhood and
woman's love, and kept him in that saddest of all prisons, his
own heart; and still it lay upon his face, as if to deepen the
Twice Told Tales
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Breaking Point by Mary Roberts Rinehart:
Clark case. Have a cigar? Got time to sit down?"
"You a newspaper man?"
"Oil well supplies," said Bassett easily. "Well, in this article
it seemed some woman or other had made a confession. It sounded
fishy to me."
"Well, I'll tell you about that." The conductor sat down and bit
off the end of his cigar. "I knew the Donaldsons well, and Maggie
Donaldson was an honest woman. But I'll tell you how I explain the
thing. Donaldson died, and that left her pretty much alone. The
executors of the Clark estate kept her on the ranch, but when the
estate was settled three years ago she had to move. That broke her
The Breaking Point
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gettysburg Address by Abraham Lincoln:
We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place
for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live.
It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot consecrate. . .
we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead,
who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power
to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember,
what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished
work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.
It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining