|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber:
discuss with her mother she now was laying bare to Angie Hatton
and Old Man Hatton! They asked no questions. They seemed to
understand. Once Old Man Hatton interrupted with: "So that's
the kind of fellow they've got as escapement-room foreman, eh?"
Tessie, whose mind was working very clearly now, put out a quick
hand. "Say, it wasn't his fault. He's a bum, all right, but I
knew it, didn't I? It was me. I didn't care. Seemed to me it
didn't make no difference who I went with, but it does." She
looked down at her hands clasped so tightly in her lap.
"Yes, it makes a whole lot of difference," Angie agreed, and
looked up at her father.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg by Mark Twain:
The house roared it out. A third line was at once furnished -
"Corruptibles far from Hadleyburg are--"
The house roared that one too. As the last note died, Jack
Halliday's voice rose high and clear, freighted with a final line -
"But the Symbols are here, you bet!"
That was sung, with booming enthusiasm. Then the happy house
started in at the beginning and sang the four lines through twice,
with immense swing and dash, and finished up with a crashing three-
times-three and a tiger for "Hadleyburg the Incorruptible and all
Symbols of it which we shall find worthy to receive the hall-mark
The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Witch, et. al by Anton Chekhov:
"The Artamonovs'," the shepherd answered reluctantly, and he
thrust the pipe into his bosom.
"So I suppose the wood is the Artamonovs' too?" Meliton inquired,
looking about him. "Yes, it is the Artamonovs'; only fancy . . .
I had completely lost myself. I got my face scratched all over in
He sat down on the wet earth and began rolling up a bit of
newspaper into a cigarette.
Like his voice, everything about the man was small and out of
keeping with his height, his breadth, and his fleshy face: his
smiles, his eyes, his buttons, his tiny cap, which would hardly