|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris:
"Oh, I can swim all right as long as papa holds my chin up.
Soon as he takes his hand away, down I go. Don't you hate
to get water in your ears?"
"Bathing's good for you."
"If the water's too warm, it isn't. It weakens you."
Mr. Sieppe came running down the tracks, waving his cane.
"To one side," he shouted, motioning them off the track;
"der drain gomes." A local passenger train was just passing
B Street station, some quarter of a mile behind them.
The party stood to one side to let it pass. Marcus put a
nickel and two crossed pins upon the rail, and waved his hat
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Master of the World by Jules Verne:
above the Horseshoe Falls, or when it winged its way high above the
mountains on its route to the Great Eyrie.
With regard to my own fate, should I resolve to question Robur? Would
he consent even to appear to hear met Was he not content with having
hurled at me his name? Would not that name seem to him to answer
That day wore away without bringing the least change to the
situation. Robur and his men continued actively at work upon the
machine, which apparently needed considerable repair. I concluded
that they meant to start forth again very shortly, and to take me
with them. It would, however, have been quite possible to leave me at
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
longer see the black man, I was compelled to remain where I was,
holding my position as best I could by paddling strongly against
the current which flowed from beneath the rocky mass behind me.
I could not imagine what might cause this strong lateral flow,
for the main channel of the river was plainly visible to me from
where I sat, and I could see the rippling junction of it and the
mysterious current which had aroused my curiosity.
While I was still speculating upon the phenomenon, my
attention was suddenly riveted upon Thurid, who had raised both
The Warlord of Mars