|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Juana by Honore de Balzac:
stood before the window while she read it. In it, Montefiore had given
his name and asked for an interview, offering, after the style of the
old romances, his heart and hand to the Signorina Juana di Mancini--a
common trick, the success of which is nearly always certain. At
Juana's age, nobility of soul increases the dangers which surround
youth. A poet of our day has said: "Woman succumbs only to her own
nobility. The lover pretends to doubt the love he inspires at the
moment when he is most beloved; the young girl, confident and proud,
longs to make sacrifices to prove her love, and knows the world and
men too little to continue calm in the midst of her rising emotions
and repel with contempt the man who accepts a life offered in
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner:
The stranger watched the fire; then he said musingly, "I have seen a land
far from here. In that land are men of two kinds who live side by side.
Well nigh a thousand years ago one conquered the other; they have lived
together since. Today the one people seeks to drive forth the other who
conquered them. Are these men rebels, too?"
"Well," said Peter, pleased at being deferred to, "that all depends who
they are, you know!"
"They call the one nation Turks, and the other Armenians," said the
"Oh, the Armenians aren't rebels," said Peter; "they are on our side! The
papers are all full of it," said Peter, pleased to show his knowledge.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells:
scared, though, I can tell you. (Puff.) I just aimed at the end
that I thought was the head. And let fly. (Puff.) And over it
went, you know."
"AS dead. It was one of the luckiest shots I ever fired. And I
wasn't much over nine at the time, neither."
"_I_ should have screamed and run away."
"There's some things you can't run away from," said Mr.
Hoopdriver. "To run would have been Death."
"I don't think I ever met a lion-killer before," she remarked,
evidently with a heightened opinion of him.