| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair: blocks from the saloon where he had been wont to eat his dinner.
They might have mercy on him there, or he might meet a friend. He set
out for the place as fast as he could walk.
"Hello, Jack," said the saloonkeeper, when he entered--they call all
foreigners and unskilled men "Jack" in Packingtown. "Where've you been?"
Jurgis went straight to the bar. "I've been in jail," he said,
"and I've just got out. I walked home all the way, and I've not
a cent, and had nothing to eat since this morning. And I've lost
my home, and my wife's ill, and I'm done up."
The saloonkeeper gazed at him, with his haggard white face and
his blue trembling lips. Then he pushed a big bottle toward him.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: the thing away and run off screaming to hide somewhere.
At this period of her existence Flora de Barral used to write to
Mrs. Fyne not regularly but fairly often. I don't know how long she
would have gone on "conversing" and, incidentally, helping to
supervise the beautifully stocked linen closets of that well-to-do
German household, if the man of it had not developed in the
intervals of his avocations (he was a merchant and a thoroughly
domesticated character) a psychological resemblance to the
Bournemouth old lady. It appeared that he, too, wanted to be loved.
He was not, however, of a conquering temperament--a kiss-snatching,
door-bursting type of libertine. In the very act of straying from
Chance |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: do not see the good of going on with this pilgrimage."
"Cheer up!" cried the virtuous person. "Great is the right, and
shall prevail!"
"If you are quite sure it will prevail," says the priest.
"I pledge my word for that," said the virtuous person.
So the other began to go on again with a better heart.
At last one came running, and told them all was lost: that the
powers of darkness had besieged the Heavenly Mansions, that Odin
was to die, and evil triumph.
"I have been grossly deceived," cried the virtuous person.
"All is lost now," said the priest.
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