| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James: from my place straight up at the searching lenses, and after an
instant she dropped them and smiled as straight back at me. Oh her
smile--it was her old smile, her young smile, her very own smile
made perfect! I instantly left my stall and hurried off for a
nearer view of it; quite flushed, I remember, as I went with the
annoyance of having happened to think of the idiotic way I had
tried to paint her. Poor Iffield with his sample of that error,
and still poorer Dawling in particular with HIS! I hadn't touched
her, I was professionally humiliated, and as the attendant in the
lobby opened her box for me I felt that the very first thing I
should have to say to her would be that she must absolutely sit to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Astoria by Washington Irving: The wealth of an Indian of the far west consists principally in
his horses, of which each chief and warrior possesses a great
number, so that the plains about an Indian village or encampment
are covered with them. These form objects of traffic, or objects
of depredation, and in this way pass from tribe to tribe over
great tracts of country. The horses owned by the Arickaras are,
for the most part, of the wild stock of the prairies; some,
however, had been obtained from the Poncas, Pawnees, and other
tribes to the southwest, who had stolen them from the Spaniards
in the course of horse-stealing expeditions into Mexican
territories. These were to be known by being branded; a Spanish
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mountains by Stewart Edward White: brush of the foothills, the timber, the fissures, the
canons, the granites, and the everlasting snows.
Almost we thought to make out a thread of a waterfall
high up where the clouds would be if the night
had not been clear.
"We got off the trail somewhere," hazarded the
Tenderfoot.
"Well, we're on a road, anyway," I pointed out.
"It's bound to go somewhere. We might as well
give up the railroad and find a place to turn-in."
"It can't be far,' encouraged the Tenderfoot;
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