|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young:
white basins. And while they washed their little tiny hands by twos
and by threes together, two little girls washing their hands in one
basin together, three little girls washing their hands together,
they all oftentimes laughed together and said:
And be friends forever!
And be friends forever!''
Then Sister Angela held a long pink checked towel in her hands while
the little tiny girls came as their tiny hands were washed and wiped
them on the pink checked towel.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Falk by Joseph Conrad:
images. Schomberg's gastronomic tittle-tattle
was responsible for these; and I half hoped I
should never see Falk again. But the first thing
my anchor-watchman told me was that the captain
of the tug was on board. He had sent his boat
away and was now waiting for me in the cuddy.
He was lying full length on the stern settee, his
face buried in the cushions. I had expected to see
it discomposed, contorted, despairing. It was
nothing of the kind; it was just as I had seen it
twenty times, steady and glaring from the bridge
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard:
of them. Again I covered it dead and pressed. Again as the gun
exploded I saw that backward lurch of the bird, and heard the clap of
the air upon its wings. Then--oh horror!--this aasvogel turned quietly,
and began to mount the ladder of the sky in the same fashion as it had
descended. I had missed once more.
"The second heap of stones has done this, baas," said Hans faintly, and
this time I did not even look him. I only sat down and buried my face
in my hands. One more such miss, and then--
Hans began to whisper to me.
"Baas," he said, "those aasvogels see the flash of the gun, and shy at
it like a horse. Baas, you are shooting into their faces, for they all