| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Royalty Restored/London Under Charles II by J. Fitzgerald Molloy: presence; being heedless alike of the insult he dealt the queen,
and the scandal he gave the nation.
The while my Lord Castlemaine lived with the lady who shared his
title, and whom he called his wife; but their continuance to
abide in harmony and goodwill was, soon after the birth of this
child, interrupted for ever. My lord was certainly a loyal
subject, but he was likewise a religious man, as may be judged,
not by that which has been recorded, but from the narration which
follows. Having been bred a Catholic, he was anxious his wife's
son should be enrolled a member of the same community. To this
end he had him baptized by a priest, a proceeding of which the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pathology of Lying, Etc. by William and Mary Healy: fell in with girls who talked excessively about boys and sex
affairs, but at this time she had a mental world of her own and
so did not pay much attention to them. Gertrude talked much to
us of the possibility of her studying civil law, history,
economics, and so on--it is very clear that she has really dwelt
on the possibility of being a student of serious subjects.
Very willingly this young woman entered into the problem of
solving the genesis of her own tendencies. She repeatedly said
that she, of all things, wanted to break herself of this. She
maintains she can perceive no beginnings. It seems to her as if
she has always been that way. She spoke at first of this crowd
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In the Cage by Henry James: and answers and change, had become in the light of the personal
fact, of their having had their moment, a possibility comparatively
poor. It was as if they had met for all time--it exerted on their
being in presence again an influence so prodigious. When she
watched herself, in the memory of that night, walk away from him as
if she were making an end, she found something too pitiful in the
primness of such a gait. Hadn't she precisely established on the
part of each a consciousness that could end only with death?
It must be admitted that in spite of this brave margin an
irritation, after he had gone, remained with her; a sense that
presently became one with a still sharper hatred of Mr. Buckton,
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