|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather:
In the group about Antonia I was conscious of a kind of physical harmony.
They leaned this way and that, and were not afraid to touch each other.
They contemplated the photographs with pleased recognition; looked at
some admiringly, as if these characters in their mother's girlhood had been
remarkable people. The little children, who could not speak English,
murmured comments to each other in their rich old language.
Antonia held out a photograph of Lena that had come from San
Francisco last Christmas. `Does she still look like that?
She hasn't been home for six years now.' Yes, it was exactly
like Lena, I told her; a comely woman, a trifle too plump,
in a hat a trifle too large, but with the old lazy eyes,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Idylls of the King by Alfred Tennyson:
Who, sitting in thine own hall, canst endure
To mouth so huge a foulness--to thy guest,
Me, me of Arthur's Table. Felon talk!
Let be! no more!'
But not the less by night
The scorn of Garlon, poisoning all his rest,
Stung him in dreams. At length, and dim through leaves
Blinkt the white morn, sprays grated, and old boughs
Whined in the wood. He rose, descended, met
The scorner in the castle court, and fain,
For hate and loathing, would have past him by;
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard:
made a night attack and set fire to hundreds of houses in the city.
The glare of the flames was that of a lurid day, and by it I could
see the white men retreating to their quarters, pursued by
thousands of Aztecs, who hung upon their flanks, shooting at them
with stones and arrows.
Now I dropped down from the window place and began to think as to
what I should do, for again my mind was wavering. Should I desert
Otomie and escape to the Spaniards if that were possible, taking my
chance of death at the hands of de Garcia? Or should I stay among
the Aztecs if they would give me shelter, and wed Otomie? There
was a third choice, indeed, to stay with them and leave Otomie