|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from New Arabian Nights by Robert Louis Stevenson:
him violently before him down one street and up another for the
space of perhaps a minute and a half. Harry had counted three
corners before the bully relaxed his grasp, and crying, "Now be off
with you!" sent the lad flying head foremost with a well-directed
and athletic kick.
When Harry gathered himself up, half-stunned and bleeding freely at
the nose, Mr. Raeburn had entirely disappeared. For the first
time, anger and pain so completely overcame the lad's spirits that
he burst into a fit of tears and remained sobbing in the middle of
After he had thus somewhat assuaged his emotion, he began to look
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling:
shirt as a handkerchief.
"This boy," said Imam Din, judicially, "is a budmash, a big budmash.
He will, without doubt, go to the jail-khana for his behavior."
Renewed yells from the penitent, and an elaborate apology to myself
from Imam Din.
"Tell the baby," said I, "that the Sahib is not angry, and take him
away." Imam Din conveyed my forgiveness to the offender, who had
now gathered all his shirt round his neck, string-wise, and the yell
subsided into a sob. The two set off for the door. "His name,"
said Imam Din, as though the name were part of the crime, "is
Muhammad Din, and he is a budmash." Freed from present danger,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey:
Madeline believed was manzanita. Every foot of the trail seemed
to slide under Majesty. What hard ground there was could not be
traveled upon, owing to the spiny covering or masses of shattered
rocks. Gullies lined the slope.
Then the sky grew blacker; the slow-gathering clouds appeared to
be suddenly agitated; they piled and rolled and mushroomed and
obscured the crags. The air moved heavily and seemed to be laden
with sulphurous smoke, and sharp lightning flashes began to play.
A distant roar of wind could be heard between the peals of
Stewart waited for Madeline under the lee of a shelving cliff,
The Light of Western Stars