| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: This made these periods not only a relief to myself, but a particular
pleasure to my poor child. When I came back about the hour appointed,
I would generally find her ready dressed, and glowing with
anticipation. She would prolong their duration to the extreme, seeming
to dread (as I did myself) the hour of the return; and there is scarce
a field or waterside near Leyden, scarce a street or lane there, where
we have not lingered. Outside of these, I bade her confine herself
entirely to our lodgings; this in the fear of her encountering any
acquaintance, which would have rendered our position very difficult.
From the same apprehension I would never suffer her to attend church,
nor even go myself; but made some kind of shift to hold worship
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Shakespeare's Sonnets by William Shakespeare: 'Fair, kind, and true,' is all my argument,
'Fair, kind, and true,' varying to other words;
And in this change is my invention spent,
Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords.
Fair, kind, and true, have often liv'd alone,
Which three till now, never kept seat in one.
CVI
When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rime,
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris: pipes. Here on the parade-ground a soldier, his coat and vest
removed, was batting grounders and flies to a half-dozen of his
fellows. Over by the stables, strings of horses, all of the same
color, were being curried and cleaned. A young lieutenant upon a
bicycle spun silently past. An officer came from his front gate,
his coat unbuttoned and a briar in his teeth. The walks and roads
were flanked with lines of black-painted cannon-balls; inverted
pieces of abandoned ordnance stood at corners. From a distance
came the mellow snarling of a bugle.
Blix and Condy had planned a long walk for that day. They were to
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