|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Options by O. Henry:
the third day after they were opened.
Louis Devoe, as well as I, was a visitor and an intimate friend of the
Greenes. It was there I met him the oftenest, and a more agreeable'
man or a more accomplished I have never hated in my life.
Luckily or unfortunately, I came to be accepted as a Boy. My
appearance was youthful, and I suppose I had that pleading and
homeless air that always draws the motherliness that is in women and
the cursed theories and hobbies of pater-familiases.
Chloe called me "Tommy," and made sisterly fun of my attempts to woo
her. With Devoe she was vastly more reserved. He was the man of
romance, one to stir her imagination and deepest feelings had her
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald:
"Bles-sed pre-cious," she crooned, holding out her arms. "Come to your
own mother that loves you."
The child, relinquished by the nurse, rushed across the room and rooted
shyly into her mother's dress.
"The bles-sed pre-cious! Did mother get powder on your old yellowy
hair? Stand up now, and say--How-de-do."
Gatsby and I in turn leaned down and took the small, reluctant hand.
Afterward he kept looking at the child with surprise. I don't think he had
ever really believed in its existence before.
"I got dressed before luncheon," said the child, turning eagerly to
The Great Gatsby
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman:
'Willingly,' I answered tartly. 'Now that the door is unlocked.'
He turned red. 'It was an oversight,' he stammered 'Clon is
accustomed to lock the door, and he did it inadvertently,
forgetting that there was anyone--'
'Inside,' I said drily.
'Ah!' I replied. 'Well, I do not think the oversight would
please Madame de Cocheforet if she heard of it?'
'If Monsieur would have the kindness not to--'
'Mention it, my good fellow?' answered, looking at him with