|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Copy-Cat & Other Stories by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman:
people the nice things they hear you say about him?"
Annie removed the omelet skilfully from the pan
to a hot plate, which she set on the range shelf, and
turned to her brother.
"What nice things do they hear me say?"
"That he is so handsome; that he has such a
good position; that he is the very best young man
in the place; that you should think every girl
would be head over heels in love with him; that
every word he speaks is so bright and clever."
Annie looked at her brother.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Happy Prince and Other Tales by Oscar Wilde:
and of women. There is no Mystery so great as Misery. Fly over my
city, little Swallow, and tell me what you see there."
So the Swallow flew over the great city, and saw the rich making
merry in their beautiful houses, while the beggars were sitting at
the gates. He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of
starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets.
Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one
another's arms to try and keep themselves warm. "How hungry we
are!" they said. "You must not lie here," shouted the Watchman,
and they wandered out into the rain.
Then he flew back and told the Prince what he had seen.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Figure in the Carpet by Henry James:
don't bother about it. After all, you do like a fellow."
"And a little intelligence might spoil it?" I still detained him.
He hesitated. "Well, you've got a heart in your body. Is that an
element of form or an element of feeling? What I contend that
nobody has ever mentioned in my work is the organ of life."
"I see - it's some idea ABOUT life, some sort of philosophy.
Unless it be," I added with the eagerness of a thought perhaps
still happier, "some kind of game you're up to with your style,
something you're after in the language. Perhaps it's a preference
for the letter P!" I ventured profanely to break out. "Papa,
potatoes, prunes - that sort of thing?" He was suitably indulgent: