|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Options by O. Henry:
"Don't lie to me," she said, calmly. "What were you going to do with
The young man suppressed a cough and faced her resolutely. His manner
was that of one who had been bearded sufficiently.
"I was going to eat it," said he, with emphatic slowness; "just as I
told you before."
"And you have nothing else to eat at home?"
"Not a thing."
"What kind of work do you do?"
"I am not working at anything just now."
"Then why," said Hetty, with her voice set on its sharpest edge, "do
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum:
The soldiers afterward tried to lift Tiktok, but they found the
machine so solid and heavy that they could not stir it. So they left
him standing in the center of the drawing-room.
"People will think I have a new statue," said Langwidere, "so it won't
matter in the least, and Nanda can keep him well polished."
"What shall we do with the hen?" asked the colonel, who had just
discovered Billina in the work-basket.
"Put her in the chicken-house," answered the Princess. "Someday I'll
have her fried for breakfast."
"She looks rather tough, Your Highness," said Nanda, doubtfully.
Ozma of Oz
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf:
because he wished it, carrying these parcels, to the Lighthouse; take
part in these rites he went through for his own pleasure in memory of
after him, all the pleasure of the day was spoilt.
Yes, the breeze was freshening. The boat was leaning, the water was
sliced sharply and fell away in green cascades, in bubbles, in
cataracts. Cam looked down into the foam, into the sea with all its
treasure in it, and its speed hypnotised her, and the tie between her
and James sagged a little. It slackened a little. She began to think,
How fast it goes. Where are we going? and the movement hypnotised her,
while James, with his eye fixed on the sail and on the horizon, steered
grimly. But he began to think as he steered that he might escape; he
To the Lighthouse