|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from La Grenadiere by Honore de Balzac:
more careful of her appearance than she had ever been; she was at
pains to adorn her wasted self, and wore paint on her cheeks; but
often while she walked on the upper terrace with the children,
Annette's wrinkled face would peer out from between the savin trees by
the pump. The old woman would forget her work, and stand with wet
linen in her hands, scarce able to keep back her tears at the sight of
Mme. Willemsens, so little like the enchanting woman she once had
The pretty house itself, once so gay and bright, looked melancholy; it
was a very quiet house now, and the family seldom left it, for the
walk to the bridge was too great an effort for Mme. Willemsens. Louis
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot:
desisting in order to remonstrate with the cat by a cogent worrying
growl on the greediness and futility of her conduct; till Eppie
relented, caressed them both, and divided the morsel between them.
But at last Eppie, glancing at the clock, checked the play, and
said, "O daddy, you're wanting to go into the sunshine to smoke
your pipe. But I must clear away first, so as the house may be tidy
when godmother comes. I'll make haste--I won't be long."
Silas had taken to smoking a pipe daily during the last two years,
having been strongly urged to it by the sages of Raveloe, as a
practice "good for the fits"; and this advice was sanctioned by
Dr. Kimble, on the ground that it was as well to try what could do
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe:
Jim and me back to be whipped and tortured, and ground down under
the heels of them that you call masters; and your laws _will_ bear
you out in it,--more shame for you and them! But you haven't got us.
We don't own your laws; we don't own your country; we stand
here as free, under God's sky, as you are; and, by the great God
that made us, we'll fight for our liberty till we die."
George stood out in fair sight, on the top of the rock, as
he made his declaration of independence; the glow of dawn gave
a flush to his swarthy cheek, and bitter indignation and despair
gave fire to his dark eye; and, as if appealing from man to the
justice of God, he raised his hand to heaven as he spoke.
Uncle Tom's Cabin