|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde:
his will guardian to his grand-daughter, Miss Cecily Cardew.
Cecily, who addresses me as her uncle from motives of respect that
you could not possibly appreciate, lives at my place in the country
under the charge of her admirable governess, Miss Prism.
ALGERNON. Where in that place in the country, by the way?
JACK. That is nothing to you, dear boy. You are not going to be
invited . . . I may tell you candidly that the place is not in
ALGERNON. I suspected that, my dear fellow! I have Bunburyed all
over Shropshire on two separate occasions. Now, go on. Why are
you Ernest in town and Jack in the country?
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln:
which she saw standing on the reporters' table. "Mr. Turnbull's
associates will tell you that he excelled in amateur theatricals."
Penfield looked at her critically for a moment before continuing
his questions. She bore his scrutiny with composure.
"Officer O'Ryan has testified that you informed him you examined
the windows of your house," he said, after a brief wait. "Did you
find any unlocked?"
"Yes; one was open in the little reception room off the front door."
"What floor is the room on?"
"The ground floor."
"Would it have been easy for any one to gain admittance through the
The Red Seal
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain:
jammed again that night, and we sold this crowd the
same way. When me and the king and the duke got
home to the raft we all had a supper; and by and by,
about midnight, they made Jim and me back her out
and float her down the middle of the river, and fetch
her in and hide her about two mile below town.
The third night the house was crammed again -- and
they warn't new-comers this time, but people that was
at the show the other two nights. I stood by the duke
at the door, and I see that every man that went in had
his pockets bulging, or something muffled up under
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn