|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Off on a Comet by Jules Verne:
place in the configuration of the earth itself, to permit much attention
to be paid to its erratic movements through space.
The schooner kept bravely on her way, but well out to sea,
at a distance of two miles from land. There was good need
of this precaution, for so precipitous was the shore that a
vessel driven upon it must inevitably have gone to pieces;
it did not offer a single harbor of refuge, but, smooth and
perpendicular as the walls of a fortress, it rose to a height
of two hundred, and occasionally of three hundred feet.
The waves dashed violently against its base. Upon the general
substratum rested a massive conglomerate, the crystallizations
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola:
off before seven o'clock. But it'll be a change for him all the
She broke off, exclaiming:
"Why, what's making them stop on the bridge?"
The fact was the ladies and Fauchery and Daguenet were standing
stock-still on the crown of the bridge. They seemed to be
hesitating as though some obstacle or other rendered them uneasy and
yet the way lay clear before them.
"Go on!" cried the count.
They never moved and seemed to be watching the approach of something
which the rest had not yet observed. Indeed the road wound
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon:
and sleep more delicious visits them than those who toil not. Yet they
are not pained to part with it; nor for the sake of slumber do they
let slip the performance of their duties. Among my followers the youth
delights in the praises of his elders, and the old man glories in the
honour of the young; with joy they call to memory their deeds of old,
and in to-day's well-doing are well pleased. For my sake they are dear
in the sight of God, beloved of their friends and honoured by the
country of their birth. When the appointed goal is reached they lie
not down in oblivion with dishonour, but bloom afresh--their praise
resounded on the lips of men for ever. Toils like these, O son of
noble parents, Heracles, it is yours to meet with, and having endured,