|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Droll Stories, V. 1 by Honore de Balzac:
and supplicating to escape, but in no way could he obtain a hearing.
He was delicately strangled between the head and shoulders, so that he
expired; and, three hours afterwards, Tristan told the king that he
was discharged. It happened five days afterwards, which is the space
in which souls come back again, that the monk came into the room where
the king was, and when he saw him he was much astonished. Tristan was
present: the king called him, and whispered into his ear--
"You have not done that which I told you to."
"Saving your Grace I have done it. Turpenay is dead."
"Eh? I meant this monk."
"I understood the gentleman!"
Droll Stories, V. 1
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris:
small nose in the air, crying, "Um-o-o, what a funnee
smell!" The others began to sniff the air as well, and one,
the daughter of a butcher, exclaimed, "'Tsmells like my pa's
shop," adding in the next breath, "Look, what's the matter
with the kittee?"
In fact, the cat was acting strangely. He lay quite flat on
the floor, his nose pressed close to the crevice under the
door of the little cloakroom, winding his tail slowly
back and forth, excited, very eager. At times he would draw
back and make a strange little clacking noise down in his
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The School For Scandal by Richard Brinsley Sheridan:
you wrongfully; but you mustn't be angry with Joseph--'twas my Plan--
SIR PETER. But I acquit you--I promise you I don't think near so ill
of you as I did--what I have heard has given me great satisfaction.
CHARLES. Egad then 'twas lucky you didn't hear any more. Wasn't it
SIR PETER. Ah! you would have retorted on him.
CHARLES. Aye--aye--that was a Joke.
SIR PETER. Yes, yes, I know his honor too well.
CHARLES. Yet you might as well have suspected him as me in this
matter, for all that--mightn't He, Joseph?