|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Amazing Interlude by Mary Roberts Rinehart:
quiet once more. With planks Rene repaired the damage to the corner,
and triumphantly produced and set up another stove. He even put up a
mantelshelf, and on it, smiling somewhat, he placed Harvey's picture.
Sara Lee saw it there, and a tiny seed of resentment took root and grew.
"If there had been no one here last night," she said to the photograph,
"many more would have died. How can you say I am cruel to you? Isn't
this worth the doing?"
But Harvey remained impassive, detached, his eyes on the photographer's
white muslin screen. And the angle of his jaw was set and dogged.
That morning there was a conference in the little house - Colonel Lilias,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from War and the Future by H. G. Wells:
Overhead hum and roar the aeroplanes, away towards the enemy the
humped, blue sausage-shaped kite balloons brood thoughtfully, and
from this point and that, guns, curiously invisible until they
speak, flash suddenly and strike their one short hammer-blow of
Then one sees an enemy shell drop among the little patch of trees
on the crest to the right, and kick up a great red-black mass of
smoke and dust. We see it, and then we hear the whine of its
arrival and at last the bang. The Germans are blind now, they
have lost the air, they are firing by guesswork and their
knowledge of the abandoned territory.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Witch, et. al by Anton Chekhov:
whole village, and yet, young man, I have strength. Mind you, I
am in my seventies, and I tend my herd day in and day out, and
keep the night watch, too, for twenty kopecks, and I don't sleep,
and I don't feel the cold; my son is cleverer than I am, but put
him in my place and he would ask for a raise next day, or would
be going to the doctors. There it is. I eat nothing but bread,
for 'Give us this day our daily bread,' and my father ate nothing
but bread, and my grandfather; but the peasant nowadays must have
tea and vodka and white loaves, and must sleep from sunset to
dawn, and he goes to the doctor and pampers himself in all sorts
of ways. And why is it? He has grown weak; he has not the