| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Sarrasine by Honore de Balzac: said. Sarrasine, admiring his mistress' modesty, indulged in serious
reflections concerning the future.
" 'She desires to be married, I presume,' he said to himself.
"Thereupon he abandoned himself to blissful anticipations of marriage
with her. It seemed to him that his whole life would be too short to
exhaust the living spring of happiness which he found in the depths of
his heart. Vitagliani, who sat on his other side, filled his glass so
often that, about three in the morning, Sarrasine, while not
absolutely drunk, was powerless to resist his delirious passion. In a
moment of frenzy he seized the woman and carried her to a sort of
boudoir which opened from the salon, and toward which he had more than
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: to be now, do I mind for God?'
'Uncle Jonathan,' she said, getting up and taking him by the
arm; 'you sit down again, where you were sitting. There, sit
still; I'll have no more of this; you'll do yourself a
mischief. Come, take a drink of this good ale, and I'll warm
a tankard for you. La, we'll pull through, you'll see. I'm
young, as you say, and it's my turn to carry the bundle; and
don't you worry your bile, or we'll have sickness, too, as
well as sorrow.'
'D' ye think that I'd forgotten you?' said Jonathan, with
something like a groan; and thereupon his teeth clicked to,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Selected Writings of Guy De Maupassant by Guy De Maupassant: with the tall pale girl, who stood austerely at her door as
though to defend from one man the threshold of that house where she
had already been betrayed by another. Intimidated, his cap in his
hand, he stammered out:
"See, Madame, I have brought you back your little boy, who had
lost himself near the river."
But Simon flung his arms about his mother's neck and told her, as
he again began to cry:
"No, mamma, I wished to drown myself, because the others had
beaten me--had beaten me--because I have no papa."
A burning redness covered the young woman's cheeks, and, hurt to
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