|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Unsocial Socialist by George Bernard Shaw:
unrolling her diagrams, which she began to explain without
further parley. Mrs. Miller, anxious for her pet, hastened to
seek it elsewhere. In the hall she met one of the housemaids.
"Susan," she said, "have you seen Gracchus?"
"He's asleep on the hearthrug in your room, ma'am. But I heard
him crying down here a moment ago. I feel sure that another cat
has got in, and that they are fighting."
Susan smiled compassionately. "Lor' bless you, ma'am," she said,
"that was Miss Wylie. It's a sort of play-acting that she goes
through. There is the bee on the window-pane, and the soldier up
the chimley, and the cat under the dresser. She does them all
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Amazing Interlude by Mary Roberts Rinehart:
uniform gave him last mouthful of water or took down those pittifully
vague addresses which were all the dying Belgians had to give.
I have not heard - last at Aersehot, hut now - God knows where."
No more shells fell, At dawn, with all done that could be done. Sara
Lee fainted quietly in the hallway. Henri carrried her in and placed
her on her bed. A corner of theroom was indeed gone. The mantel was
shattered and the little stove. But on the floor lay Harvey's photograph
uninjured. Henri lifted it and looked at it. Then he placed it on the
table, and very reverentiv he kissed the palm of Sara Lee's quiet hand.
Daylight found the street pitiful indeed, Henri, whose costume Rene had
been casting wondering glances all night, sent a request for men from the
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard:
to do, and this nice property, that ought to be owned by a great
number of people, as, according to the views you express, I
should have thought you would acknowledge, and everything else
that a man can want. It is very strange that you should be so
favoured and not because of any particular merits of your own
which one can see. However, I have no doubt it will all come even
in the end and you will get your share of troubles, like others.
Perhaps Mrs. Arbuthnot will have no children as there is so much
for them to take. Or perhaps you will lose all your money and
have to work for your living, which might be good for you. Or,"
he added, still thinking aloud after his fashion, "perhaps she
When the World Shook