|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis:
a hectic interest in land-deals and Sam Clark.
In courtship days Kennicott had shown her a photograph of
Nels Erdstrom's baby and log cabin, but she had never seen
the Erdstroms. They had become merely "patients of the
doctor." Kennicott telephoned her on a mid-December afternoon,
"Want to throw your coat on and drive out to Erdstrom's
with me? Fairly warm. Nels got the jaundice."
"Oh yes!" She hastened to put on woolen stockings, high
boots, sweater, muffler, cap, mittens.
The snow was too thick and the ruts frozen too hard for
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson:
of habitation, he would ask the men if they had heard of it. And
in every place the men answered: "Not only have we heard of it, but
we alone, of all men, possess the thing itself, and it hangs in the
side of our chimney to this day". Then would the elder son be
glad, and beg for a sight of it. And sometimes it would be a piece
of mirror, that showed the seeming of things; and then he would
say, "This can never be, for there should be more than seeming".
And sometimes it would be a lump of coal, which showed nothing; and
then he would say, "This can never be, for at least there is the
seeming". And sometimes it would be a touchstone indeed, beautiful
in hue, adorned with polishing, the light inhabiting its sides; and
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James:
held that, for his convenience, with no assurance of prompt return,
he had thrown them over; of the just resentment with which they
would already have called in a successor, and of the scant help to
finding fresh employment that resided for him in the grossness of
his having failed to pass his pupil.
"Oh we'll settle that. You used to talk about it," said Morgan.
"If we can only go all the rest's a detail."
"Talk about it as much as you like, but don't think you can attempt
it. Mr. Moreen would never consent - it would be so VERY hand-to-
mouth," Pemberton's hostess beautifully explained to him. Then to
Morgan she made it clearer: "It would destroy our peace, it would