|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather:
You see I was very much in love with your mother once, and I know there's
nobody like her.'
The boys laughed and seemed pleased and embarrassed.
`She never told us that,' said Anton. `But she's always talked
lots about you, and about what good times you used to have.
She has a picture of you that she cut out of the Chicago paper once,
and Leo says he recognized you when you drove up to the windmill.
You can't tell about Leo, though; sometimes he likes to be smart.'
We brought the cows home to the corner nearest the barn, and the boys
milked them while night came on. Everything was as it should be:
the strong smell of sunflowers and ironweed in the dew, the clear blue
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Complete Angler by Izaak Walton:
Take one, or more if need be, of these large yellow cadis: pull off his
head, and with it pull out his black gut; put the body, as little bruised as
is possible, on a very little hook, armed on with a red hair, which will
shew like the cadis-head; and a very little thin lead, so put upon the
shank of the hook that it may sink presently. Throw this bait, thus
ordered, which will look very yellow, into any great still hole where a
Trout is, and he will presently venture his life for it, it is not to be
doubted, if you be not espied; and that the bait first touch the water
before the line. And this will do best in the deepest stillest water.
Next, let me tell you, I have been much pleased to walk quietly by a
brook, with a little stick in my hand, with which I might easily take
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie:
become of Tommy?"
"H'm." The lawyer rose, and paced slowly up and down. "When you
arrived, young lady, I was just packing up my traps. Going to
Scotland by the night train for a few days' fishing. But there
are different kinds of fishing. I've a good mind to stay, and
see if we can't get on the track of that young chap."
"Oh!" Tuppence clasped her hands ecstatically.
"All the same, as I said before, it's too bad of--of Carter to
set you two babies on a job like this. Now, don't get offended,
"Cowley. Prudence Cowley. But my friends call me Tuppence."