|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Paz by Honore de Balzac:
servitude. Such an idea carried with it in her mind a certain contempt
for a social amphibian, a being half-secretary, half-bailiff, and yet
neither the one nor the other, a poor relation, an embarrassing
"Because, countess," he answered with perfect ease of manner, "there
are no thanks due. I am Adam's friend, and it gives me pleasure to
take care of his interests."
"And you remain standing for your pleasure, too," remarked Comte Adam.
Paz sat down on a chair near the door.
"I remember seeing you about the time I was married, and afterwards in
the courtyard," said Clementine. "But why do you put yourself in a
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Scarecrow of Oz by L. Frank Baum:
shoveling and from beneath a great bank of it he had
uncovered a pair of feet.
"Dear me! Someone has been lost in the storm," said
Cap'n Bill. "I hope he is still alive. Let's pull him out
He took hold of one foot and the Bumpy Man took hold of
the other. Then they both pulled and out from the heap of
popcorn came a little boy. He was dressed in a brown
velvet jacket and knickerbockers, with brown stockings,
buckled shoes and a blue shirt-waist that had frills down
its front. When drawn from the heap the boy was chewing a
The Scarecrow of Oz
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White:
cast inland from a raft by some long-past storm, there a slab, again
a ship's rib sticking gaunt and defiant from the shifting, restless
medium that would smother it. And just beyond the edge of the hard
sand, following the long curves of the wash, lay a dark, narrow line
of bark fragments.
The air was very clear and crystalline. The light-houses on the
ends of the twin piers, though some miles distant, seemed close at
hand. White herring gulls, cruising against the blue, flashed white
as the sails of a distant ship. A fresh breeze darkened the blue
velvet surface of the water, tumbled the white foam hissing up the
beach, blew forward over the dunes a fine hurrying mist of sand, and