| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: and the rolling land leading down to Ord. The little outlaw
camp, with its shacks and cabins and row of houses, lay silent
and dark under the paling moon. Duane passed by on the lower
trail, headed into the road, and put Bullet to a gallop. He
watched the dying moon, the waning stars, and the east. He had
time to spare, so he saved the horse. Knell would be leaving
the rendezvous about the time Duane turned back toward Ord.
Between noon and sunset they would meet.
The night wore on. The moon sank behind low mountains in the
west. The stars brightened for a while, then faded. Gray gloom
enveloped the world, thickened, lay like smoke over the road.
The Lone Star Ranger |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum: and they all shook hands with the soldier with the green whiskers,
who had walked with them as far as the gate. When the Guardian of
the Gate saw them again he wondered greatly that they could leave
the beautiful City to get into new trouble. But he at once
unlocked their spectacles, which he put back into the green box,
and gave them many good wishes to carry with them.
"You are now our ruler," he said to the Scarecrow;
"so you must come back to us as soon as possible."
"I certainly shall if I am able," the Scarecrow replied;
"but I must help Dorothy to get home, first."
As Dorothy bade the good-natured Guardian a last farewell she said:
The Wizard of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg by Mark Twain: it would make his peace of mind perfect. And so he thought and
thought. He thought of a dozen things--possible services, even
probable services--but none of them seemed adequate, none of them
seemed large enough, none of them seemed worth the money--worth the
fortune Goodson had wished he could leave in his will. And besides,
he couldn't remember having done them, anyway. Now, then--now,
then--what KIND of a service would it be that would make a man so
inordinately grateful? Ah--the saving of his soul! That must be
it. Yes, he could remember, now, how he once set himself the task
of converting Goodson, and laboured at it as much as--he was going
to say three months; but upon closer examination it shrunk to a
The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg |
