|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini:
that... I came to you? You will keep my secret?"
"Secret!" said he, his eyebrows raised. "`Tis already the talk of the
servants' hall. By to-morrow `twill be the gossip of Bridgwater."
Air failed her Her blue eyes fixed him in horror out of her stricken
face. Not a word had she wherewith to answer him.
The sight of her, thus, affected him oddly. His passion for her surged
up, aroused by pity for her plight, and awakened in him a sense of his
brutality. A faint flush stirred in his cheeks. He stepped quickly to
her, and caught her hand. She let it lie, cold and inert, within his
"Ruth, Ruth!" he cried, and his voice was for once unsteady. "Give it
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James:
legend or the comedy who loses his heart to the miniature of the
princess beyond seas. Until I knew him better this puzzled me
much--the link was so missing between his sensibility and his type.
He was of course bewildered by my sketches, which implied in the
beholder some sense of intention and quality; but for one of them,
a comparative failure, he ended by conceiving a preference so
arbitrary and so lively that, taking no second look at the others,
he expressed his wish to possess it and fell into the extremity of
confusion over the question of price. I helped him over that
stile, and he went off without having asked me a direct question
about Miss Saunt, yet with his acquisition under his arm. His
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Tramp Abroad by Mark Twain:
Blanche caught the radiant glow; but "the intervening
mass of Monte Rosa made it necessary for us to climb many
long hours before we could hope to see the sun himself,
yet the whole air soon grew warmer after the splendid
birth of the day."
He gazed at the lofty crown of Monte Rosa and the wastes
of snow that guarded its steep approaches, and the chief
guide delivered the opinion that no man could conquer
their awful heights and put his foot upon that summit.
But the adventurers moved steadily on, nevertheless.
They toiled up, and up, and still up; they passed