|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Father Damien by Robert Louis Stevenson:
plunges a front of precipice into a sea of unusual profundity.
This range of cliff is, from east to west, the true end and
frontier of the island. Only in one spot there projects into the
ocean a certain triangular and rugged down, grassy, stony, windy,
and rising in the midst into a hill with a dead crater: the whole
bearing to the cliff that overhangs it somewhat the same relation
as a bracket to a wall. With this hint you will now be able to
pick out the leper station on a map; you will be able to judge how
much of Molokai is thus cut off between the surf and precipice,
whether less than a half, or less than a quarter, or a fifth, or a
tenth - or, say a twentieth; and the next time you burst into print
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne:
them. Pencroft then gave little tugs which moved the bait as if the worms
had been still alive.
The sailor undoubtedly felt much greater anxiety than does the fisherman,
for he does not see his prey coming through the water. The jerks attracted
the attention of the gallinaceae, and they attacked the hooks with their
beaks. Three voracious grouse swallowed at the same moment bait and hook.
Suddenly with a smart jerk, Pencroft "struck" his line, and a flapping of
wings showed that the birds were taken.
"Hurrah!" he cried, rushing towards the game, of which he made himself
master in an instant.
Herbert clapped his hands. It was the first time that he had ever seen
The Mysterious Island
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Herodias by Gustave Flaubert:
trouble should arise. But his attention was divided between observing
the movements of the proconsul and listening to the conversation of
There was, naturally, much talk of Iaokanann, and other men of his
"It is said," remarked one of the guests, "that Simon of Gitta washed
away his sins in fire. And a certain man called Jesus--"
"He is the worst of them all!" interrupted Eleazar. "A miserable
At this a man sprang up from a table near the tetrarch's pavilion, and
made his way towards the place where Eleazar sat. His face was almost