| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne: The evening was occupied in transporting on board the "Bonadventure,"
articles of bedding, utensils, arms, ammunition, a compass, provisions for
a week; this being rapidly done, the colonists ascended to Granite House.
The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, the farewells were said,
not without some emotion on both sides, and Pencroft setting sail made
towards Claw Cape, which had to be doubled in order to proceed to the
southwest.
The "Bonadventure" was already a quarter of a mile from the coast when
the passengers perceived on the heights of Granite House two men waving
their farewells; they were Cyrus Harding and Neb.
"Our friends," exclaimed Spilett, "this is our first separation in
The Mysterious Island |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Economist by Xenophon: you to consider, dear wife,[12] what led me to choose you as my wife
among all women, and your parents to entrust you to me of all men? It
was certainly not from any difficulty that might beset either of us to
find another bedfellow. That I am sure is evident to you. No! it was
with deliberate intent to discover, I for myself and your parents in
behalf of you, the best partner of house and children we could find,
that I sought you out, and your parents, acting to the best of their
ability, made choice of me. If at some future time God grant us to
have children born to us, we will take counsel together how best to
bring them up, for that too will be a common interest,[13] and a
common blessing if haply they shall live to fight our battles and we
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tess of the d'Urbervilles, A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy: roadway through the meads, which stretched away into
gray miles, and were backed in the extreme edge of
distance by the swarthy and abrupt slopes of Egdon
Heath. On its summit stood clumps and stretches of
fir-trees, whose notched tips appeared like
battlemented towers crowning black-fronted castles of
enchantment.
They were so absorbed in the sense of being close to
each other that they did not begin talking for a long
while, the silence being broken only by the clucking of
the milk in the tall cans behind them. The lane they
Tess of the d'Urbervilles, A Pure Woman |
