|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Iron Puddler by James J. Davis:
labor field and into the field of management.
But here is where my natural feeling of fraternity stepped in.
I liked to be among the men. I felt at home there. I was only
twenty-two, and salesmanship was a field I had never tried,
except for a season when I sold Mark Twain's book, Following the
Equator. There were plenty of men who had the knack of selling.
My natural gift, if I had any, was to smooth the path for working
men and help them solve their problems. I had learned that labor
was the first step on the road to knowledge. It was the
foundation of all true knowledge. I wanted to help the fellows
take the next step. That step would be to learn how labor can
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moby Dick by Herman Melville:
say, that though the Captain is very discreet and scientific here,
yet, for all his learned "binnacle deviations," "azimuth compass
observations," and "approximate errors," he knows very well, Captain
Sleet, that he was not so much immersed in those profound magnetic
meditations, as to fail being attracted occasionally towards that
well replenished little case-bottle, so nicely tucked in on one side
of his crow's nest, within easy reach of his hand. Though, upon the
whole, I greatly admire and even love the brave, the honest, and
learned Captain; yet I take it very ill of him that he should so
utterly ignore that case-bottle, seeing what a faithful friend and
comforter it must have been, while with mittened fingers and hooded
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Road to Oz by L. Frank Baum:
"I guess the palace will be chock full, Button-Bright; don't you
"Don't know," said the boy.
"But we must go to our rooms, pretty soon, to dress for the banquet,"
continued the girl.
"I don't have to dress," said the Candy Man from Merryland. "All I
need do is to dust myself with fresh sugar."
"Tik-tok always wears the same suits of clothes," said the Tin
Woodman; "and so does our friend the Scarecrow."
"My feathers are good enough for any occasion," cried Billina,
from her corner.
The Road to Oz