|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey:
times. He's more than rustler. It's Cheseldine and his gang who
are operating on the banks. They're doing bank-robbing. That's
my private opinion, but it's not been backed up by any
evidence. Cheseldine doesn't leave evidences. He's intelligent,
cunning. No one seems to have seen him--to know what he looks
like. I assume, of course, that you are a stranger to the
country he dominates. It's five hundred miles west of your
ground. There's a little town over there called Fairdale. It's
the nest of a rustler gang. They rustle and murder at will.
Nobody knows who the leader is. I want you to find out. Well,
whatever way you decide is best you will proceed to act upon.
The Lone Star Ranger
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Historical Lecturers and Essays by Charles Kingsley:
and flowers. He retired from public life to peace and science at
Montpellier, when to the evil days of his master, Francis I.,
succeeded the still worse days of Henry II., and Diana of Poitiers.
That Jezebel of France could conceive no more natural or easy way of
atoning for her own sins than that of hunting down heretics, and
feasting her wicked eyes--so it is said--upon their dying torments.
Bishop Pellicier fell under suspicion of heresy: very probably
with some justice. He fell, too, under suspicion of leading a life
unworthy of a celibate churchman, a fault which--if it really
existed--was, in those days, pardonable enough in an orthodox
prelate, but not so in one whose orthodoxy was suspected. And for
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Frances Waldeaux by Rebecca Davis:
she could understand it!"
The homely genuineness had its effect even upon Lucy.
The carriage which he brought to drive them to Isar-anen
was scaly with age, but the crest upon it was the noblest
in Bavaria; in the cabinet of portraits of ancient
beauties in the royal palace he showed her indifferently
two or three of his aunts and grandmothers, and in the
historical picture of the anointing of the great
Charlemagne, one of his ancestors, stout and good-humored
as Hugo himself, supported the emperor.
"The pudgy little man," said Jean one day, somehow