|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald:
about them. I drove from the station directly to Gatsby's house and my
rushing anxiously up the front steps was the first thing that alarmed any
one. But they knew then, I firmly believe. With scarcely a word said, four
of us, the chauffeur, butler, gardener, and I, hurried down to the pool.
There was a faint, barely perceptible movement of the water as the
fresh flow from one end urged its way toward the drain at the other.
with little ripples that were hardly the shadows of waves, the laden
mattress moved irregularly down the pool. A small gust of wind that
scarcely corrugated the surface was enough to disturb its accidental
course with its accidental burden. The touch of a cluster of leaves
revolved it slowly, tracing, like the leg of compass, a thin red circle
The Great Gatsby
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James:
The Baroness looked at him a moment. "As I say?
You look as if you doubted it."
"Ah," said Acton, returning her glance, "that is a remnant of my old folly!
We have other attractions," he added. "We are to have another marriage."
But she seemed not to hear him; she was looking at him still.
"My word was never doubted before," she said.
"We are to have another marriage," Acton repeated, smiling.
Then she appeared to understand. "Another marriage?"
And she looked at the others. Felix was chattering to Gertrude;
Charlotte, at a distance, was watching them; and Mr. Brand,
in quite another quarter, was turning his back to them, and,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Across The Plains by Robert Louis Stevenson:
made his chief impression by taking her out pleasuring on Sundays.
I could tell you her prospects, her hopes, the amount of her
fortune, the cost of her housekeeping by the week, and a variety of
particular matters that are not usually disclosed except to
friends. At one station, she shook up her children to look at a
man on the platform and say if he were not like Mr. Z.; while to me
she explained how she had been keeping company with this Mr. Z.,
how far matters had proceeded, and how it was because of his
desistance that she was now travelling to the West. Then, when I
was thus put in possession of the facts, she asked my judgment on
that type of manly beauty. I admired it to her heart's content.