|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey:
accepted things as he felt them, and repudiated his intelligence.
His old inquisitive habit of mind returned. did he love Nell?
Was he only attracted for the moment? What was the use of worrying
about her or himself? He refused to answer, and deliberately gave
himself up to dreams of her sweet face and of that last dark-blue glance.
Next day he believed he was well enough to leave his room; but Mrs.
Belding would not permit him to do so. She was kind, soft-handed,
motherly, and she was always coming in to minister to his comfort.
This attention was sincere, not in the least forced; yet Gale felt
that the friendliness so manifest in the others of the household
did not extend to her. He was conscious of something that a
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Russia in 1919 by Arthur Ransome:
almost as soon as they are put on the stalls. The reading of
this kind has been something prodigious during the
revolution. A great deal of poetry is read, and much is
written. It is amusing to find in a red-hot revolutionary
paper serious articles and letters by well-meaning persons
advising would-be proletarian poets to stick to Pushkin
and Lermontov. There is much excited controversy both in
magazine and pamphlet form as to the distinguishing marks
of the new proletarian art which is expected to come out of
the revolution and no doubt will come, though not in the
form expected. But the Communists cannot be accused of
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
what once might have been a luxuriant garden. A stone
wall, which had at one time entirely surrounded the grounds,
had been almost completely removed from the front to serve
as foundation stone for a smaller edifice farther down the
The horsemen avoided this break in the wall, coming up
instead upon the rear side where their approach was wholly
screened from the building by the wall upon that exposure.
Close in they dismounted, and leaving the animals in
charge of the shopkeeper of Tafelberg, Barney and Butzow
hastened toward a small postern-gate which swung, groan-
The Mad King