|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac:
"Oh, yes, yes, let me die first! I could never survive you, my father,
my kind father!"
"Oh! my Ginevra, my own Ginevra!" replied Piombo, whose anger melted
under this caress like snow beneath the rays of the sun.
"It was time you ceased," said the baroness, in a trembling voice.
"Ah! Ginevretta! mia bella Ginevra!"
And the father played with his daughter as though she were a child of
six. He amused himself by releasing the waving volume of her hair, by
dandling her on his knee; there was something of madness in these
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Prince Otto by Robert Louis Stevenson:
exceeding solitary. Near the frontier Otto met a detachment of his
own troops marching in the hot dust; and he was recognised and
somewhat feebly cheered as he rode by. But from that time forth and
for a long while he was alone with the great woods.
Gradually the spell of pleasure relaxed; his own thoughts returned,
like stinging insects, in a cloud; and the talk of the night before,
like a shower of buffets, fell upon his memory. He looked east and
west for any comforter; and presently he was aware of a cross-road
coming steeply down hill, and a horseman cautiously descending. A
human voice or presence, like a spring in the desert, was now
welcome in itself, and Otto drew bridle to await the coming of this
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift:
to twenty-one with us: but the confinement is gradually lessened
for the last three years.
In the female nurseries, the young girls of quality are educated
much like the males, only they are dressed by orderly servants of
their own sex; but always in the presence of a professor or
deputy, till they come to dress themselves, which is at five
years old. And if it be found that these nurses ever presume to
entertain the girls with frightful or foolish stories, or the
common follies practised by chambermaids among us, they are
publicly whipped thrice about the city, imprisoned for a year,
and banished for life to the most desolate part of the country.