| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In the Cage by Henry James: her, queerly enough, if only to vent a certain irritation at it.
She knew that what her friend would already have risked if she
hadn't been timid and tortuous was: "Give him up--yes, give him
up: you'll see that with your sure chances you'll be able to do
much better."
Our young woman had a sense that if that view could only be put
before her with a particular sniff for poor Mr. Mudge she should
hate it as much as she morally ought. She was conscious of not, as
yet, hating it quite so much as that. But she saw that Mrs. Jordan
was conscious of something too, and that there was a degree of
confidence she was waiting little by little to arrive at. The day
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Snow Image by Nathaniel Hawthorne: assumed the chief direction, and told Peony what to do, while,
with her own delicate fingers, she shaped out all the nicer parts
of the snow-figure. It seemed, in fact, not so much to be made by
the children, as to grow up under their hands, while they were
playing and prattling about it. Their mother was quite surprised
at this; and the longer she looked, the more and more surprised
she grew.
"What remarkable children mine are!" thought she, smiling with a
mother's pride; and, smiling at herself, too, for being so proud
of them. "What other children could have made anything so like a
little girl's figure out of snow at the first trial? Well; but
The Snow Image |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: seldom on Philosophy 4. These blithe grasshoppers had danced and sung
away the precious storing season, and now that the bleak hour of
examinations was upon them, their waked-up hearts had felt aghast at the
sudden vision of their ignorance. It was on a Monday noon that this
feeling came fully upon them, as they read over the names of the
philosophers. Thursday was the day of the examination. "Who's
Anaxagoras?" Billy had inquired of Bertie. "I'll tell you," said
Bertie, "if you'll tell me who Epicharmos of Kos was." And upon this
they embraced with helpless laughter. Then they reckoned up the hours
left for them to learn Epicharmos of Kos in,--between Monday noon and
Thursday morning at nine,--and their quailing chill increased. A tutor
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