|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen:
plainly see THAT. He had not the power of accepting it.
I have thought it all over I assure you, and I can
perfectly account for every thing that at first seemed
strange to me as well as to you."
"Can you, indeed!"
"Yes. I have explained it to myself in the most
satisfactory way;--but you, Elinor, who love to doubt
where you can--it will not satisfy YOU, I know; but you
shall not talk ME out of my trust in it. I am persuaded
that Mrs. Smith suspects his regard for Marianne,
disapproves of it, (perhaps because she has other views
Sense and Sensibility
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Mucker by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
else to occupy their time, and as the bridewell was the only
place in which they ever held a job for more than a day or
two, they had considerable time to devote to congregating.
They were pickpockets and second-story men, made and
in the making, and all were muckers, ready to insult the
first woman who passed, or pick a quarrel with any stranger
who did not appear too burly. By night they plied their real
vocations. By day they sat in the alley behind the feedstore
and drank beer from a battered tin pail.
The question of labor involved in transporting the pail,
empty, to the saloon across the street, and returning it, full,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad:
glare of a large and prosperous public-house faced the other end of
Brett Street across a wide road. This barrier of blazing lights,
opposing the shadows gathered about the humble abode of Mr Verloc's
domestic happiness, seemed to drive the obscurity of the street
back upon itself, make it more sullen, brooding, and sinister.
Having infused by persistent importunities some sort of heat into
the chilly interest of several licensed victuallers (the
acquaintances once upon a time of her late unlucky husband), Mrs
Verloc's mother had at last secured her admission to certain
almshouses founded by a wealthy innkeeper for the destitute widows
The Secret Agent