|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Captain Stormfield by Mark Twain:
by the million to get a glimpse of him whenever they hear he is
going to be anywhere. Caesar, and Hannibal, and Alexander, and
Napoleon are all on his staff, and ever so many more great
generals; but the public hardly care to look at THEM when HE is
around. Boom! There goes another salute. The barkeeper's off
Sandy and I put on our things. Then we made a wish, and in a
second we were at the reception-place. We stood on the edge of the
ocean of space, and looked out over the dimness, but couldn't make
out anything. Close by us was the Grand Stand - tier on tier of
dim thrones rising up toward the zenith. From each side of it
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Intentions by Oscar Wilde:
him from his mother, and that the forgery, such as it was, had been
committed thirteen years before, which, to use his own phrase, was
at least a CIRCONSTANCE ATTENUANTE. The permanence of personality
is a very subtle metaphysical problem, and certainly the English
law solves the question in an extremely rough-and-ready manner.
There is, however, something dramatic in the fact that this heavy
punishment was inflicted on him for what, if we remember his fatal
influence on the prose of modern journalism, was certainly not the
worst of all his sins.
While he was in gaol, Dickens, Macready, and Hablot Browne came
across him by chance. They had been going over the prisons of
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey:
If to any of those who have such remembrances, as well as those who have not,
my story gives an hour of pleasure I shall be rewarded.
On June 16, 1716, Alexander Spotswood, Governor of the Colony of Virginia, and
a gallant soldier who had served under Marlborough in the English wars, rode,
at the head of a dauntless band of cavaliers, down the quiet street of quaint
The adventurous spirits of this party of men urged them toward the land of the
setting sun, that unknown west far beyond the blue crested mountains rising so
grandly before them.
Months afterward they stood on the western range of the Great North mountains