|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley:
field of jagged shark's-tooth rock which paves the cove from side
to side, streaked with here and there a pink line of shell sand,
and laced with white foam from the eternal surge, stretching in
parallel lines out to the westward, in strata set upright on edge,
or tilted towards each other at strange angles by primeval
earthquakes;--such is the "mouth"--as those coves are called; and
such the jaw of teeth which they display, one rasp of which would
grind abroad the timbers of the stoutest ship. To landward, all
richness, softness, and peace; to seaward, a waste and howling
wilderness of rock and roller, barren to the fisherman, and
hopeless to the shipwrecked mariner.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James:
that she should not allow him to make her believe she was wrong.
She thought of what Felix had said to her; she wished indeed Mr. Brand
would marry Charlotte. She looked away from him and spoke no more.
Mr. Brand ended by eating his cake, while Felix sat opposite,
describing to Mr. Wentworth the students' duels at Heidelberg.
After tea they all dispersed themselves, as usual, upon the piazza
and in the garden; and Mr. Brand drew near to Gertrude again.
"I did n't come to you this afternoon because you were not alone,"
he began; "because you were with a newer friend."
"Felix? He is an old friend by this time."
Mr. Brand looked at the ground for some moments. "I thought
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Almayer's Folly by Joseph Conrad:
by this new misfortune. It seemed to him that for many years he
had been falling into a deep precipice. Day after day, month
after month, year after year, he had been falling, falling,
falling; it was a smooth, round, black thing, and the black walls
had been rushing upwards with wearisome rapidity. A great rush,
the noise of which he fancied he could hear yet; and now, with an
awful shock, he had reached the bottom, and behold! he was alive
and whole, and Dain was dead with all his bones broken. It
struck him as funny. A dead Malay; he had seen many dead Malays
without any emotion; and now he felt inclined to weep, but it was
over the fate of a white man he knew; a man that fell over a deep