|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson:
A little after, they both died, and came together before the great
white Justice of the Peace. It began to look black for the friend,
but the man for a while had a clear character and was getting in
"I find here some record of a quarrel," said the justice, looking
in his notes. "Which of you was in the wrong?"
"He was," said the man. "He spoke ill of me behind my back."
"Did he so?" said the justice. "And pray how did he speak about
"Oh, he had always a nasty tongue," said the man.
"And you chose him for your friend?" cried the justice. "My good
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne:
and rolling. There was a strong east wind. The barometer,
which had been going down for some days, foreboded a coming storm.
I went up on to the platform just as the second lieutenant
was taking the measure of the horary angles, and waited,
according to habit till the daily phrase was said. But on this day
it was exchanged for another phrase not less incomprehensible.
Almost directly, I saw Captain Nemo appear with a glass, looking
towards the horizon.
For some minutes he was immovable, without taking his eye off
the point of observation. Then he lowered his glass and exchanged
a few words with his lieutenant. The latter seemed to be
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ruling Passion by Henry van Dyke:
with a curious mixed light of shrewdness and gratitude. Jean was
somewhat moved. His castle was in ruins. But he remained noble--by
the old law; that was something!
A few days later the doctor pronounced it safe to move the patient.
He came with a carriage to fetch him. Jean, well fumigated and
dressed in a new suit of clothes, walked down the road beside them
to the farm-house gate. There Alma met him with both hands. His
eyes embraced her. The air of June was radiant about them. The
fragrance of the woods breathed itself over the broad valley. A
song sparrow poured his heart out from a blossoming lilac. The
world was large, and free, and very good. And between the lovers