| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: pulled out and left him solitary at the end of the rustic platform.
When he came back to where I waited I perceived that he was much
perturbed, so perturbed as to forget the convention of the usual
greetings. He only exclaimed Oh! on recognizing me, and stopped
irresolute. When I asked him if he had been expecting somebody by
that train he didn't seem to know. He stammered disconnectedly. I
looked hard at him. To all appearances he was perfectly sober;
moreover to suspect Fyne of a lapse from the proprieties high or
low, great or small, was absurd. He was also a too serious and
deliberate person to go mad suddenly. But as he seemed to have
forgotten that he had a tongue in his head I concluded I would leave
Chance |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Camille by Alexandre Dumas: "What did she do last night?"
"She went to the opera."
"I know. And afterward?"
"She had supper at home."
"Alone?"
"With the Comte de G., I believe."
So my breaking with her had not changed one of her habits. It is
for such reasons as this that certain people say to you: Don't
have anything more to do with the woman; she cares nothing about
you.
"Well, I am very glad to find that Marguerite does not put
Camille |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from When a Man Marries by Mary Roberts Rinehart: the roof?"
"Very," I maintained stoutly.
"Then prepare yourself for another attack of rage!" he said. And
Betty opened the door.
She had on a fetching pale blue dressing gown, and one braid of
her yellow hair was pulled carelessly over her shoulder. When she
saw me on my knees beside the bed (oh, yes, I forgot to say that,
quite unconsciously, I had slid into that position) she stopped
short, just inside the door, and put her hand to her throat. She
stood for quite a perceptible time looking at us, and I tried to
rise. But Tom shamelessly put his arm around my shoulders and
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