| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: meddle with his coming and going, for he was a bachelor.
The little Tailor was a thrifty soul, and by hook and crook had
laid by enough money to fill a small pot, and then he had to
bethink himself of some safe place to hide it. So one night he
took a spade and a lamp and went out in the garden to bury his
money. He drove his spade into the ground--and click! He struck
something hard that rang under his foot with a sound as of iron.
"Hello!" said he, "what have we here?" and if he had known as
much as you and I do, he would have filled in the earth, and
tramped it down, and have left that plate of broth for somebody
else to burn his mouth with.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Two Poets by Honore de Balzac: "Well, Lucien," she said, "have you heard the news? Everyone is
talking of it, even the people in the market. M. de Bargeton all but
killed M. de Chandour this morning in M. Tulloy's meadow; people are
making puns on the name. (Tue Poie.) It seems that M. de Chandour said
that he found you with Mme. de Bargeton yesterday."
"It is a lie! Mme. de Bargeton is innocent," cried Lucien.
"I heard about the duel from a countryman, who saw it all from his
cart. M. de Negrepelisse came over at three o'clock in the morning to
be M. de Bargeton's second; he told M. de Chandour that if anything
happened to his son-in-law, he should avenge him. A cavalry officer
lent the pistols. M. de Negrepelisse tried them over and over again.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne: Carthew's lodging, so that no connexion might be traced
between the crew and the pseudonymous purchaser. But the
hour for caution was gone by, and he caught a tram and made
all speed to Mission Street.
Carthew met him in the door.
"Come away, come away from here," said Carthew; and when
they were clear of the house, "All's up!" he added.
"O, you've heard of the sale, then?" said Wicks.
"The sale!" cried Carthew. "I declare I had forgotten it." And
he told of the voice in the telephone, and the maddening
question: "Why did you want to buy the Flying Scud?"
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