|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Aunt Margaret's Mirror by Walter Scott:
sister's distress has brought us to consult your worship whether
He smiled as he interrupted her--"I am aware, madam, of your
sister's distress, and its cause; I am aware, also, that I am
honoured with a visit from two ladies of the highest
consideration--Lady Bothwell and Lady Forester. If I could not
distinguish them from the class of society which their present
dress would indicate, there would be small possibility of my
being able to gratify them by giving the information which they
come to seek."
"I can easily understand--" said Lady Bothwell.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Exiles by Honore de Balzac:
poor boy for his black art. My house stands too close to the river as
it is, and that risk of ruin is bad enough without bringing down fire
from heaven, or the love affairs of a countess. I have spoken. Do not
In spite of her sway in the house, Jacqueline stood stupefied as she
listened to the edict fulminated against his lodgers by the sergeant
of the watch. She mechanically looked up at the window of the room
inhabited by the old man, and shivered with horror as she suddenly
caught sight of the gloomy, melancholy face, and the piercing eye that
so affected her husband, accustomed as he was to dealing with
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ebb-Tide by Stevenson & Osbourne:
yet the description hardly strikes one as exhaustive.'
'Oh, what does it matter?' cried Herrick. 'Here I am. I am
broken crockery; I am a burst drum; the whole of my life is
gone to water; I have nothing left that I believe in, except my
living horror of myself. Why do I come to you? I don't know;
you are cold, cruel, hateful; and I hate you, or I think I hate
you. But you are an honest man, an honest gentleman. I put
myself, helpless, in your hands. What must I do? If I can't do
anything, be merciful and put a bullet through me; it's only a
puppy with a broken leg!'
'If I were you, I would pick up that pistol, come up to the