|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young:
Then as the lady still stood by the playground Bessie Bell asked
her: ``Are you a Lady, ma'am ?''
``I have been called so,'' said the lady, smiling down at Bessie
``Or are you a Mama?'' asked Bessie Bell.
``Ah, said the lady; ``I am a Mama, too, but all my little girls
have grown up and left me.''
Bessie Bell wondered how they could have done that, those little
girls. But she saw, and was so glad to see, that this lady was very
wise, and that she understood all the things that little girls
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twice Told Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne:
forth again, and threw its evil omen over the present hour. Such,
if the wild legend may be credited, was the portrait of Edward
Randolph, as he appeared when a people's curse had wrought its
influence upon his nature.
" 'T would drive me mad--that awful face!" said Hutchinson, who
seemed fascinated by the contemplation of it.
"Be warned, then!" whispered Alice. "He trampled on a people's
rights. Behold his punishment--and avoid a crime like his!"
The Lieutenant-Governor actually trembled for an instant; but,
exerting his energy--which was not, however, his most
characteristic feature --he strove to shake off the spell of
Twice Told Tales
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche:
front of his cave, and gazed calmly into the distance--one there gazeth out
on the sea, and away beyond sinuous abysses,--then went his animals
thoughtfully round about him, and at last set themselves in front of him.
"O Zarathustra," said they, "gazest thou out perhaps for thy happiness?"--
"Of what account is my happiness!" answered he, "I have long ceased to
strive any more for happiness, I strive for my work."--"O Zarathustra,"
said the animals once more, "that sayest thou as one who hath overmuch of
good things. Liest thou not in a sky-blue lake of happiness?"--"Ye wags,"
answered Zarathustra, and smiled, "how well did ye choose the simile! But
ye know also that my happiness is heavy, and not like a fluid wave of
water: it presseth me and will not leave me, and is like molten pitch."--
Thus Spake Zarathustra