| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: though to hurry our movements.
"Really," said Bastin, "it is quite unholy to see an animal
going on in that way when it knows that it is about to descend
into the bowels of the earth. I suppose it must like them."
"Oh! no," commented Bickley, "it only likes what is in them--
like Arbuthnot. Since that little beast came in contact with the
Lady Yva, it has never been happy out of her company."
"I think that is so," said Bastin. "At any rate I have noticed
that it has been moping for the last two days, as it always does
when she is not present. It even seems to like Oro who gives me
the creeps, perhaps because he is her father. Dogs must be very
When the World Shook |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dark Lady of the Sonnets by George Bernard Shaw: you could think of nothing else but whether surgery could really do
nothing for him. But after a very brief acquaintance you never
thought of his disfigurements at all, and talked to him as you might
to Romeo or Lovelace; only, so many people, especially women, would
not risk the preliminary ordeal, that he remained a man apart and a
bachelor all his days. I am not to be frightened or prejudiced by a
tumor; and I struck up a cordial acquaintance with him, in the course
of which he kept me pretty closely on the track of his work at the
Museum, in which I was then, like himself, a daily reader.
He was by profession a man of letters of an uncommercial kind. He was
a specialist in pessimism; had made a translation of Ecclesiastes of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: fog suddenly met them at the turn of a lane where it had
awaited them, like an enemy. As they passed into those gray and
impalpable arms, the whole world changed again.
They walked toward the sound of the sea. As they approached
it, the dull hue that lay upon it resembled that of the leaden
sky. The two elements could hardly be distinguished except as
the white outlines of the successive breakers were lifted
through the fog. The lines of surf appeared constantly to
multiply upon the beach, and yet, on counting them, there were
never any more. Sometimes, in the distance, masses of foam rose
up like a wall where the horizon ought to be; and, as the
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