|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield:
the event, causing the Herr Professor to bow before it and say "good
appetite" until we sickened of his pleasantry and left the smiling to be
done by the waiter, who was paid to be pleasing to the guests.
On the appointed day the married ladies sailed about the pension dressed
like upholstered chairs, and the unmarried ladies like draped muslin
dressing-table covers. Frau Godowska pinned a rose in the centre of her
reticule; another blossom was tucked in the mazy folds of a white
antimacassar thrown across her breast. The gentlemen wore black coats,
white silk ties and ferny buttonholes tickling the chin.
The floor of the salon was freshly polished, chairs and benches arranged,
and a row of little flags strung across the ceiling--they flew and jigged
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Several Works by Edgar Allan Poe:
"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore--
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
"Be that our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul has spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!--quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:
that the world should pay.
But it was in his dealings with Joseph that Morris's character
particularly shone. His uncle was a rather gambling stock in
which he had invested heavily; and he spared no pains in nursing
the security. The old man was seen monthly by a physician,
whether he was well or ill. His diet, his raiment, his occasional
outings, now to Brighton, now to Bournemouth, were doled out to
him like pap to infants. In bad weather he must keep the house.
In good weather, by half-past nine, he must be ready in the hall;
Morris would see that he had gloves and that his shoes were
sound; and the pair would start for the leather business arm in