|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson:
"Will you kindly tell me why?" inquired the fireman, for he was a
"Nothing could possibly be fairer," said the sick man. "The strong
should be preferred in all cases, because they are of more service
in the world."
The fireman pondered a while, for he was a man of some philosophy.
"Granted," said he at last, as apart of the roof fell in; "but for
the sake of conversation, what would you lay down as the proper
service of the strong?"
"Nothing can possibly be easier," returned the sick man; "the
proper service of the strong is to help the weak."
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James:
in her hand, beaming at our companion, who looked from one of us
to the other with placid heavenly eyes that contained nothing
to check us.
"Yes; if I do--?"
"You WILL be carried away by the little gentleman!"
"Well, that, I think, is what I came for--to be carried away.
I'm afraid, however," I remember feeling the impulse to add,
"I'm rather easily carried away. I was carried away in London!"
I can still see Mrs. Grose's broad face as she took this in.
"In Harley Street?"
"In Harley Street."
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson:
inside, and blood was running from under her tail. They told me
when I started, and I was ready to believe it, that before a few
days I should come to love Modestine like a dog. Three days had
passed, we had shared some misadventures, and my heart was still as
cold as a potato towards my beast of burden. She was pretty enough
to look at; but then she had given proof of dead stupidity,
redeemed indeed by patience, but aggravated by flashes of sorry and
ill-judged light-heartedness. And I own this new discovery seemed
another point against her. What the devil was the good of a she-
ass if she could not carry a sleeping-bag and a few necessaries? I
saw the end of the fable rapidly approaching, when I should have to