|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Some Reminiscences by Joseph Conrad:
town, I believe, and the very one where the worthy Bovary and his
wife, the romantic daughter of old Pere Renault, had some
refreshment after the memorable performance of an opera which was
the tragic story of Lucia di Lammermoor in a setting of light
I could recall no more the hallucination of the Eastern
Archipelago which I certainly hoped to see again. The story of
"Almayer's Folly" got put away under the pillow for that day. I
do not know that I had any occupation to keep me away from it;
the truth of the matter is that on board that ship we were
leading just then a contemplative life. I will not say anything
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman:
don't think you ought to lose sleep taking care of him."
"I do not."
"Well, I was mighty glad when I heard you had adopted him. I
suppose you made sure about his parentage, where he hailed from
and what sort of people?"
"Oh yes." Eudora was very pale.
"That's right. Maybe some time you will tell me all about it. I
am coming over Thursday to have a look at the youngster. I have
to go to the city on business to-morrow and can't get back until
Thursday. I was coming over to-night to call on you, but I have
a man coming to the inn this evening--he called me up on the
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Father Goriot by Honore de Balzac:
wandered on through parenthesis after parenthesis, till he came
to regions as remote as possible from his premises without coming
to any conclusions by the way.
By the time they reached the Maison Vauquer he had tacked
together a whole string of examples and quotations more or less
irrelevant to the subject in hand, which led him to give a full
account of his own deposition in the case of the Sieur Ragoulleau
versus Dame Morin, when he had been summoned as a witness for the
As they entered the dining-room, Eugene de Rastignac was talking
apart with Mlle. Taillefer; the conversation appeared to be of