|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Start in Life by Honore de Balzac:
"Horrid fellow, and 'horrider bellow,'" put in Mistigris.
"Ha! good," said Georges, laughing.
"After being a corsair, and probably a pirate, he thought no more of
spitting a Christian on his dagger than I did of spitting on the
ground," continued Schinner. "So that was how the land lay. The old
wretch had millions, and was hideous with the loss of an ear some
pacha had cut off, and the want of an eye left I don't know where.
'Never,' said the little Diafoirus, 'never does he leave his wife,
never for a second.' 'Perhaps she'll want your services, and I could
go in your clothes; that's a trick that has great success in our
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Emma by Jane Austen:
she found. "He had just looked into the dining-room, and as he
was not wanted there, preferred being out of doors."--She thought
he neither looked nor spoke cheerfully; and the first possible
cause for it, suggested by her fears, was, that he had perhaps been
communicating his plans to his brother, and was pained by the manner
in which they had been received.
They walked together. He was silent. She thought he was often
looking at her, and trying for a fuller view of her face than it
suited her to give. And this belief produced another dread.
Perhaps he wanted to speak to her, of his attachment to Harriet;
he might be watching for encouragement to begin.--She did not,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence:
young scientists, and she was amazed at his shrewd insight into things,
his power, his uncanny material power over what is called practical
men. He had become a practical man himself and an amazingly astute and
powerful one, a master. Connie attributed it to Mrs Bolton's influence
upon him, just at the crisis in his life.
But this astute and practical man was almost an idiot when left alone
to his own emotional life. He worshipped Connie. She was his wife, a
higher being, and he worshipped her with a queer, craven idolatry, like
a savage, a worship based on enormous fear, and even hate of the power
of the idol, the dread idol. All he wanted was for Connie to swear, to
swear not to leave him, not to give him away.
Lady Chatterley's Lover