|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James:
figured the irregularities and obstructions of such a stream.
Lord Lambeth listened to her with, it must be confessed,
a rather ineffectual attention, although he indulged in a good
many little murmurs and ejaculations of assent and deprecation.
He had no great faculty for apprehending generalizations.
There were some three or four indeed which, in the play
of his own intelligence, he had originated, and which had
seemed convenient at the moment; but at the present time
he could hardly have been said to follow Mrs. Westgate
as she darted gracefully about in the sea of speculation.
Fortunately she asked for no especial rejoinder,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine:
incongruity of his elaborate afternoon dress with the habits of
democratic Verden, which had been too busy "boosting" itself into
a great city, or at least one in the making, to have found time to
establish as yet a leisure class.
Leaving the car at the entrance to Lakeview Park, he cut across it
by sinuous byways where madronas and alders isolated him from the
twilit green of the open lawn. Though it was still early the soft
winter dusk of the Pacific Northwest was beginning to render
objects indistinct. This perhaps may have been the reason he
failed to notice the skulking figure among the trees that dogged
him to his destination.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Village Rector by Honore de Balzac:
The front of the house was covered with jessamine and roses, trained
to the wall and wreathing the windows of the upper floor, where
Farrabesche stored his provisions. He bought little except bread,
salt, sugar, and a few such articles, for he kept chickens, ducks, and
two pigs. Neither he nor the boy drank wine.
"All that I have heard of you and all that I now see," said Madame
Graslin at last, "make me feel an interest in your welfare which will
not, I hope, be a barren one."
"I recognize Monsieur Bonnet's kindness in what you say," cried
Farrabesche, in a tone of feeling.
"You are mistaken; the rector has not yet spoken of you to me; chance