|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare:
And give him chastisement for this abuse.
How say you, my lord? are you not content?
Content, my liege! yes; but that I am prevented,
I should have begg'd I might have been employ'd.
Then gather strength, and march unto him straight:
Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason.
And what offence it is to flout his friends.
I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The People That Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
high-ceiled and spacious. I lighted a faggot and looked about;
but as far as I could see, the chamber ran back into the cliff.
Laying aside my rifle, pistol and heavy ammunition-belt, I
left Ajor in the cave while I went down to gather firewood.
We already had meat and fruits which we had gathered just
before reaching the cliffs, and my canteen was filled with
fresh water. Therefore, all we required was fuel, and as I always
saved Ajor's strength when I could, I would not permit her to
accompany me. The poor girl was very tired; but she would have
gone with me until she dropped, I know, so loyal was she. She was
the best comrade in the world, and sometimes I regretted and
The People That Time Forgot
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola:
which was felt to be at his back. Nevertheless, his behavior was
very humble. He was churchwarden at the Madeleine Church and had
simply accepted the post of deputy mayor at the town house of the
Ninth Arrondissement in order, as he said, to have something to do
in his leisure time. Deuce take it, the countess was well guarded;
there was nothing to be done in that quarter.
"You're right, it's enough to make one kick the bucket here," said
Fauchery to his cousin when he had made good his escape from the
circle of ladies. "We'll hook it!"
But Steiner, deserted at last by the Count Muffat and the deputy,
came up in a fury. Drops of perspiration stood on his forehead, and