| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: Or fry in their own fat, eh? That's better."
"But," she commented slowly, "you say there are no shares
to be bought--and yet as I understand it, there are those five
thousand that were sent out to the people who really applied."
"Bravo, Lou!" he answered her jovially. "You actually
do understand the thing. You've put your finger straight
on the point. It is true that those shares are out
against us--or might be turned against us if they could
be bought up. But in reality, they don't count at all.
In the first place, you see, they're scattered about
among small holders, country clergymen and old maids
The Market-Place |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: What's on your mind, Jim? Are you afraid I'll want you to marry
me some day?'
Then I told her I was going away.
`What makes you want to go away, Jim? Haven't I been nice to you?'
`You've been just awfully good to me, Lena,' I blurted.
`I don't think about much else. I never shall think about much else
while I'm with you. I'll never settle down and grind if I stay here.
You know that.'
I dropped down beside her and sat looking at the floor.
I seemed to have forgotten all my reasonable explanations.
Lena drew close to me, and the little hesitation in her voice that had hurt
My Antonia |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Gentle Grafter by O. Henry: "'I do,' says he, 'frequently. I can't sleep on one side all night.
I'll tell you, Brother Peters,' says he, 'I'm going to start a poker
room. I don't seem to care for the humdrum in swindling, such as
peddling egg-beaters and working off breakfast food on Barnum and
Bailey for sawdust to strew in their circus rings. But the gambling
business,' says he, 'from the profitable side of the table is a good
compromise between swiping silver spoons and selling penwipers at a
Waldorf-Astoria charity bazar.'
"'Then,' says I, 'Mr. Bassett, you don't care to talk over my little
business proposition?'
"'Why,' says he, 'do you know, you can't get a Pasteur institute to
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