|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine:
"They say he's a dead shot. I'm a few with a gun myself. We'll
ride down to the plains together, and find a good lonely spot
suitable for a graveyard. Then one of us will ride away, and the
other will stay, or perhaps both of us will stay."
She shuddered. "No--no--no. I won't have it."
"Afraid something might happen to me, ma'am?" he asked, with a
"I won't have it."
"Afraid, perhaps, he might be the one left for the coyotes and
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic:
not let these stupid little things happen to annoy me.
Why just think what you did. I was going to do God
knows what for you--make your fortune and everything
else,--and you didn't show consideration enough for me
to get out of bed at a decent hour--much less see to it
that I had a chair if you were going to have one."
"Upon my word, I can't tell how ashamed and sorry I am,"
Lord Plowden assured him, with fervent contrition in
"Well, those are the things to guard against,"
said Thorpe, approaching a dismissal of the subject.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Call of the Wild by Jack London:
exception. He alone endured and prospered, matching the husky in
strength, savagery, and cunning. Then he was a masterful dog, and
what made him dangerous was the fact that the club of the man in
the red sweater had knocked all blind pluck and rashness out of
his desire for mastery. He was preeminently cunning, and could
bide his time with a patience that was nothing less than
It was inevitable that the clash for leadership should come. Buck
wanted it. He wanted it because it was his nature, because he had
been gripped tight by that nameless, incomprehensible pride of the
trail and trace--that pride which holds dogs in the toil to the