|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson:
unnecessarily figurative, that the trick was already played,
the claim already jumped, and Master Sam the legitimate
successor of Mr. Ronalds. But no, nothing could save that
man; QUEM DEUS VULT PERDERE, PRIUS DEMENTAT. As he came so
he went, and left his rights depending.
Late at night, by Silverado reckoning, and after we were all
abed, Mrs. Hanson returned to give us the newest of her news.
It was like a scene in a ship's steerage: all of us abed in
our different tiers, the single candle struggling with the
darkness, and this plump, handsome woman, seated on an
upturned valise beside the bunks, talking and showing her
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
ing child in his arms stood listening, preparatory to
mounting to the alley which led to old Til's place.
As he stood thus a faint sound of clanking armor
came to his attentive ears; louder and louder it grew
until there could be no doubt but that a number of
men were approaching.
De Vac resumed his place in the skiff, and again
drew it far beneath the dock. Scarcely had he done so
ere a party of armored knights and men-at-arms clanked
out upon the planks above him from the mouth of the
dark alley. Here they stopped as though for consulta-
The Outlaw of Torn
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister:
to go back and face John the successful?
"It would only cost me five dollars," said Billy.
"Ten," Bertie corrected. He recalled to Billy the matter about the
"By Jove, that's so!" cried Billy, brightening. It seemed conclusive.
But he grew cloudy again the next moment. He was of opinion that one
could go too far in a thing.
"Where's your sand?" said Bertie.
Billy made an unseemly rejoinder, but even in the making was visited by
inspiration. He saw the whole thing as it really was. "By Jove!" said
he, "we couldn't get back in time for dinner."