|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Recruit by Honore de Balzac:
still hung with dingy tapestries; she used the country furniture,
burned tallow candles, and followed the customs of the town,--adopting
provincial life, and not shrinking from its pettiness or its many
disagreeable privations. Knowing, however, that her guests would
pardon luxuries if provided for their own comfort, she neglected
nothing which conduced to their personal enjoyment, and gave them,
more especially, excellent dinners.
Toward seven o'clock on this memorable evening, her guests were all
assembled in a wide circle around the fireplace. The mistress of the
house, sustained in her part by the sympathizing glances of the old
merchant, submitted with wonderful courage to the minute questioning
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The People That Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
Luata has ordained that we shall rise, and only thus. No batu
may win to the estate of a Galu by treachery and force of arms
while Chal-az lives and may wield a heavy blow and a sharp spear
with true Kro-lus at his back!"
"I hope that I may live to aid you," I replied. "If I had my
weapons and my ammunition, I could do much. Do you know where
"No," he said, "they have disappeared." And then: "Wait!
You cannot go forth half armed, and garbed as you are. You are
going into the Galu country, and you must go as a Galu. Come!"
The People That Time Forgot
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey:
unharness the team. Florence leaped out and turned to help
"Walk round a little," she said. "You must be cramped from
sitting still so long. I'll get lunch ready."
Madeline got down, glad to stretch her limbs, and began to stroll
about. She heard Stillwell throw the harness on the ground and
slap his horses. "Roll, you sons-of-guns!" he said. Both horses
bent their fore legs, heaved down on their sides, and tried to
roll over. One horse succeeded on the fourth try, and then
heaved up with a satisfied snort and shook off the dust and
gravel. The other one failed to roll over, and gave it up, half
The Light of Western Stars