|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Twice Told Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne:
"Well, Mr. Peter!" cried Tabitha, on the garret stairs. "Have you
torn the house down enough to heat the teakettle?"
"Not yet, old Tabby," answered Peter; "but that's soon done--as
you shall see."
With the word in his mouth, he uplifted the axe, and laid about
him so vigorously that the dust flew, the boards crashed, and, in
a twinkling, the old woman had an apron full of broken rubbish.
"We shall get our winter's wood cheap," quoth Tabitha.
The good work being thus commenced, Peter beat down all before
him, smiting and hewing at the joists and timbers, unclinching
Twice Told Tales
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Merry Men by Robert Louis Stevenson:
Markheim could not refrain from smiling with a kind of bitter
triumph. 'No,' said he, 'I will take nothing at your hands; if I
were dying of thirst, and it was your hand that put the pitcher to
my lips, I should find the courage to refuse. It may be credulous,
but I will do nothing to commit myself to evil.'
'I have no objection to a death-bed repentance,' observed the
'Because you disbelieve their efficacy!' Markheim cried.
'I do not say so,' returned the other; 'but I look on these things
from a different side, and when the life is done my interest falls.
The man has lived to serve me, to spread black looks under colour
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
the Thuria and advancing toward the Kalksus. Ever suspicious,
the Dusarians stood ready to receive the visitors as
friends or foes as closer inspection might prove them.
Carthoris stood quite near the rail, ready to take sides
with the new-comers should chance have it that they were
Heliumites playing a bold stroke of strategy upon this
lone Dusarian ship. He had led like parties himself,
and knew that such a contingency was quite possible.
But the face of the first man to cross the rail
undeceived him with a shock that was not at all
unpleasurable--it was the face of Astok, Prince of Dusar.
Thuvia, Maid of Mars