|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lock and Key Library by Julian Hawthorne, Ed.:
He stopped and looked up at me, waiting for more.
"Go on; tell me about it, and what followed." My lips formed the
words; my heart beat too faintly for my breath to utter them.
"About the murder itself there is not much to tell. The man, I
believe, was an inhuman scoundrel, and the woman first killed him
in desperation, and afterwards herself in despair. The only detail
connected with the actual crime of which I have ever heard, was the
gale that was blowing that night--the fiercest known to this
countryside in that generation; and it has always been said since
that any misfortune to the Mervyns--especially any misfortune
connected with the curse--comes with a storm of wind. That was why
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Revenues by Xenophon:
engage in the operation. One more illustration: take the case of
movable property. No one when he has got sufficient furniture for his
house dreams of making further purchases on this head, but of silver
no one ever yet possessed so much that he was forced to cry "enough."
On the contrary, if ever anybody does become possessed of an
immoderate amount he finds as much pleasure in digging a hole in the
ground and hoarding it as in the actual employment of it. And from a
wider point of view: when a state is prosperous there is nothing which
people so much desire as silver. The men want money to expend on
beautiful armour and fine horses, and houses, and sumptuous
paraphenalia of all sorts. The women betake themselves to expensive
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Purse by Honore de Balzac:
just enough to be tortured by it. He determined to stay after the
departure of the two old men, to confirm or dissipate his
suspicions. He drew out his purse to pay Adelaide; but carried
away by his poignant thoughts, he laid it on the table, falling
into a reverie of brief duration; then, ashamed of his silence,
he rose, answered some commonplace question from Madame de
Rouville, and went close up to her to examine the withered
features while he was talking to her.
He went away, racked by a thousand doubts. He had gone down but a
few steps when he turned back to fetch the forgotten purse.
"I left my purse here!" he said to the young girl.