| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the Sleeper Wakes by H. G. Wells: ways of the anthill he knew that the revolution
triumphed, that black everywhere carried the day, black
favours, black banners, black festoons across the
streets. And out here, under the fresh sunlight,
beyond the crater of the fight, as if nothing had
happened to the earth, the forest of Wind Vanes that had
grown from one or two while the Council had ruled,
roared peacefully upon their incessant duty.
Far away, spiked, jagged and indented by the wind
vanes, the Surrey Hills rose blue and faint; to the
north and nearer, the sharp contours of Highgate and
When the Sleeper Wakes |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: day . . . Only he was not going ever to attempt to beg for
forgiveness. With the repulsion she felt for his person she would
certainly misunderstand the most guarded words, the most careful
advances. Never! Never!
It would occur to Anthony at the end of such meditations that death
was not an unfriendly visitor after all. No wonder then that even
young Powell, his faculties having been put on the alert, began to
think that there was something unusual about the man who had given
him his chance in life. Yes, decidedly, his captain was "strange."
There was something wrong somewhere, he said to himself, never
guessing that his young and candid eyes were in the presence of a
Chance |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells: They went into a hollow and up a gentle wooded slope, and came at
last to a high and open space overlooking a wide expanse of
country. There, by a common impulse, they stopped. She looked at
her watch--a little ostentatiously. They stared at the billows of
forest rolling away beneath them, crest beyond crest, of leafy
trees, fading at last into blue.
"The end" ran through his mind, to the exclusion of all speakable
thoughts.
"And so," she said, presently, breaking the silence, "it comes to
good-bye."
For half a minute he did not answer. Then he gathered his
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