| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: the coming of the light, and the letter was back on the table half
hidden by a piece of linen. Franz did not notice that the envelope
was missing. And the housekeeper, whose mind was so upset by the
events of the day, and whose thoughts were on other more absorbing
matters, would hardly be likely to remember whether she had returned
this quite unimportant letter to its envelope or not.
Franz brought a lighted candle with him, and Muller, who really did
possess a creditable knowledge of electricity, saw that the wires
in the room were all in good condition. As he had seen at first,
there was really nothing the matter except with the position of
the button. But it did not suit his purpose to enlighten Franz on
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald: epigram--life is much more successfully looked at from a single window,
after all.
It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of
the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender
riotous island which extends itself due east of New York--and where
there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of
land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in
contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most
domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great
wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. they are not perfect ovals--like the
egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact
The Great Gatsby |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Roads of Destiny by O. Henry: his record and the quickness of his gun play to maintain his
supremacy. Seldom did any one take the risk of going "up against"
Benton Sharp. Even the law officers were content to let him make his
own terms of peace. Sharp was a ready and an accurate shot, and as
lucky as a brand-new penny at coming clear from his scrapes. Standifer
wondered how this pillaging eagle ever came to be mated with Amos
Colvin's little dove, and expressed his wonder.
Mrs. Sharp sighed.
"You see, Mr. Standifer, we didn't know anything about him, and he can
be very pleasant and kind when he wants to. We lived down in the
little town of Goliad. Benton came riding down that way, and stopped
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