|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Domestic Peace by Honore de Balzac:
a good turn with the Parisian you love best."
"Well, General, since you have vouchsafed to turn your attention to
that lady, whom I never saw till now, have the charity to tell me if
you have seen her dance."
"Why, my dear Martial, where have you dropped from? If you are ever
sent with an embassy, I have small hopes of your success. Do not you
see a triple rank of the most undaunted coquettes of Paris between her
and the swarm of dancing men that buzz under the chandelier? And was
it not only by the help of your eyeglass that you were able to
discover her at all in the corner by that pillar, where she seems
buried in the gloom, in spite of the candles blazing above her head?
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson:
There his fingers encountered a folded journal. He drew it
out, and recognised the type and paper of the STANDARD; and
at the same instant, his eyes alighted on the offer of two
hundred pounds. Plainly then, his lodger, now no longer
mysterious, had laid aside his coat on the very day of the
appearance of the advertisement.
He was thus standing, the tell-tale coat upon his back, the
incriminating paper in his hand, when the door opened and the
tall lodger, with a firm but somewhat pallid face, stepped
into the room and closed the door again behind him. For some
time, the two looked upon each other in perfect silence; then
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman:
"I think," said she, "that Eudora should be told that Harry
Lawton has come back and is boarding at the Wellwood Inn."
"You think," faltered Amelia, "that it is possible she might meet
"I certainly do think so. And she might show her feelings in a
way which she would ever afterward regret."
"You think, then, that she --"
Sophia gave her sister a look. Amelia fled after Eudora and the
baby-carriage. She overtook her at the gate. She laid her hand
on Eudora's arm, draped with India shawl.