| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James: I forget whether he had come straight from the station; he was at
any rate out of breath with his news, which it took me however a
minute to apply.
"You mean that you've been with Mrs. Meldrum?"
"Yes, to ask her what she knows and how she comes to know it. It
worked upon me awfully--I mean what you told me." He made a
visible effort to seem quieter than he was, and it showed me
sufficiently that he had not been reassured. I laid, to comfort
him and smiling at a venture, a friendly hand on his arm, and he
dropped into my eyes, fixing them an instant, a strange distended
look which might have expressed the cold clearness of all that was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Don Quixote by Miquel de Cervantes: means or other find out who he was. They raised Don Quixote up and
uncovered his face, and found him pale and bathed with sweat.
Rocinante from the mere hard measure he had received lay unable to
stir for the present. Sancho, wholly dejected and woebegone, knew
not what to say or do. He fancied that all was a dream, that the whole
business was a piece of enchantment. Here was his master defeated, and
bound not to take up arms for a year. He saw the light of the glory of
his achievements obscured; the hopes of the promises lately made him
swept away like smoke before the wind; Rocinante, he feared, was
crippled for life, and his master's bones out of joint; for if he were
only shaken out of his madness it would be no small luck. In the end
Don Quixote |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: dared not make any noise.
Halfway up she halted and pressed her body close against the wall.
Was that somebody coming? She held her breath in expectation.
There wasn't a sound now, but she could have sworn she had heard
a footstep on the hallway above, or on the upper stairs. She bit
her lips in vexation. Panic noises! That's what they were! That,
and the thumping of her heart! Why was it that alarms and
exaggerated fancies came and tried to unnerve her? What, after all,
was there really to be afraid of? She had almost a clear two hours
before she need even anticipate any actual danger here, and, if
Nicky Viner were in, she would be away from the tenement again in
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