|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell:
And soon the dogs were all tearing down the field of young wheat
next to ours. I never heard such a noise as they made. They did not bark,
nor howl, nor whine, but kept on a "yo! yo, o, o! yo! yo, o, o!"
at the top of their voices. After them came a number of men on horseback,
some of them in green coats, all galloping as fast as they could.
The old horse snorted and looked eagerly after them,
and we young colts wanted to be galloping with them,
but they were soon away into the fields lower down;
here it seemed as if they had come to a stand; the dogs left off barking,
and ran about every way with their noses to the ground.
"They have lost the scent," said the old horse; "perhaps the hare
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Arizona Nights by Stewart Edward White:
offered plenty of advice, and would probably have made
engagements much to be regretted had I not taken a strong fancy
"My friend," said I, drawing him aside, "I don't want to be
inquisitive, but what might you do when you're home?"
"I'm a younger son," said he. I was green myself in those days,
and knew nothing of primogeniture.
"That is a very interesting piece of family history," said I,
"but it does not answer my question."
"Well now, I hadn't thought of that," said he, "but in a manner
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson:
THE SICK MAN
One night Jones, the young O'Reilly, and myself were walking arm-in-
arm and briskly up and down the deck. Six bells had rung; a head-
wind blew chill and fitful, the fog was closing in with a sprinkle of
rain, and the fog-whistle had been turned on, and now divided time
with its unwelcome outcries, loud like a bull, thrilling and intense
like a mosquito. Even the watch lay somewhere snugly out of sight.
For some time we observed something lying black and huddled in the
scuppers, which at last heaved a little and moaned aloud. We ran to
the rails. An elderly man, but whether passenger or seaman it was
impossible in the darkness to determine, lay grovelling on his belly