|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy:
at present about her destination to one who took so little
interest in her. He would know that soon enough. "I have
heard of an opportunity of getting more cultivated and
finished, and being less idle," she answered, with
hesitation. "A chance of a place in a household where I can
have advantages of study, and seeing refined life."
"Then make the best of it, in Heaven's name--if you can't
get cultivated where you are."
"You don't object?"
"Object--I? Ho--no! Not at all." After a pause he said, "But
you won't have enough money for this lively scheme without
The Mayor of Casterbridge
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Aspern Papers by Henry James:
Miss Tita laid her hands on the back of her aunt's chair and began to push,
but I begged her to let me take her place. "Oh, yes, you may move me
this way--you shan't in any other!" Miss Bordereau exclaimed as she
felt herself propelled firmly and easily over the smooth, hard floor.
Before we reached the door of her own apartment she commanded me to stop,
and she took a long, last look up and down the noble sala. "Oh, it's
a magnificent house!" she murmured; after which I pushed her forward.
When we had entered the parlor Miss Tita told me that she should now
be able to manage, and at the same moment the little red-haired
donna came to meet her mistress. Miss Tita's idea was evidently
to get her aunt immediately back to bed. I confess that in spite
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard:
to him the intolerable weight of rule, and he in his turn bequeaths
it to another. Truly, he should give thee praise, thou king of
kings, master of the stars, that standest alone, who hast lifted
from his shoulders so great a burden, and from his brow this crown
of woes, paying him peace for war and rest for labour.
'O god our hope, choose now a servant to succeed him, a man after
thine own heart, who shall not fear nor falter, who shall toil and
not be weary, who shall lead thy people as a mother leads her
children. Lord of lords, give grace to Guatemoc thy creature, who
is our choice. Seal him to thy service, and as thy priest let him
sit upon thy earthly throne for his life days. Let thy foes become