| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: hands that hung by her side and pressed his lips to the
palm. "Do you suppose I'm going to let you send
me away? Do you suppose I don't understand?"
The little old house--its wooden walls sun-bleached to
a ghostly gray--stood in an orchard above the road.
The garden palings had fallen, but the broken gate
dangled between its posts, and the path to the house
was marked by rose-bushes run wild and hanging their
small pale blossoms above the crowding grasses.
Slender pilasters and an intricate fan-light framed the
opening where the door had hung; and the door itself
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Cromwell by William Shakespeare: Says that himself hath many enemies,
And gives to some of them a Park or Manor,
To others Leases, Lands to other some:
What need he do thus in his prime of life,
And if he were not fearful of his death?
SUFFOLK.
My Lord, these likelihoods are very great.
BEDFORD.
Pardon me, Lords, for I must needs depart;
Their proofs are great, but greater is my heart.
[Exit Bedford.]
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: a vast world is resting on me--a whole globe: and I am a midge beneath it.
I try to raise it, and I cannot. So I lie still under it--and let it crush
me!"
"It's curious you should have the nightmare so up here," said the Colonial;
"one gets so little to eat."
There was a silence: he was picking the little fine feathers from the
bird, and the Englishman was watching the ants.
"Mind you," the Colonial said at last, "I don't say that in this case the
Captain was to blame; Halket made an awful ass of himself. He's never been
quite right since that time he got lost and spent the night out on the
kopje. When we found him in the morning he was in a kind of dead sleep; we
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