|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner:
about. Then she asked him who Copernicus was; and he said he was one of
the Emperors of Rome, who burned the Christians in a golden pig, and the
worms ate him up while he was still alive. I don't know why," said Em
plaintively, "but she just put her books under her arm and walked out; and
she will never come to his school again, she says, and she always does what
she says. And now I must sit here every day alone," said Em, the great
tears dropping softly.
"Perhaps Tant Sannie will send him away," said the boy, in his mumbling
way, trying to comfort her.
"No," said Em, shaking her head; "no. Last night when the little Hottentot
maid was washing her feet, he told her he liked such feet, and that fat
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas:
shall have twenty francs; if not before Louvres, thirty."
"And if we do overtake him?"
"Forty," said Andrea, after a moment's hesitation, at the
end of which he remembered that he might safely promise.
"That's all right," said the man; "hop in, and we're off!
Andrea got into the cab, which passed rapidly through the
Faubourg Saint-Denis, along the Faubourg Saint-Martin,
crossed the barrier, and threaded its way through the
interminable Villette. They never overtook the chimerical
friend, yet Andrea frequently inquired of people on foot
The Count of Monte Cristo
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from From the Earth to the Moon by Jules Verne:
of bread and cold meat, which were quickly swallowed without
either of them abandoning their scuttle, the glass of which was
incessantly encrusted by the condensation of vapor.
About forty-five minutes past five in the evening, Nicholl,
armed with his glass, sighted toward the southern border of the
moon, and in the direction followed by the projectile, some
bright points cut upon the dark shield of the sky. They looked
like a succession of sharp points lengthened into a tremulous line.
They were very bright. Such appeared the terminal line of the
moon when in one of her octants.
They could not be mistaken. It was no longer a simple meteor.
From the Earth to the Moon