|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson:
of the outer line"; hence they had shrunk into the western end by
the firm buildings, and the inhabitants were warned to fall back on
this position, in the case of an alert. So that he who had set
forth, a day or so before, to disarm the Mataafas in the open
field, now found his resources scarce adequate to garrison the
buildings of the firm. But Knappe seemed unteachable by fate. It
is probable he thought he had
"Already waded in so deep,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er";
it is certain that he continued, on the scene of his defeat and in
the midst of his weakness, to bluster and menace like a conqueror.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe:
spirits, and little golden stars twinkled through the glow, and
looked down at themselves as they trembled in the water.
Tom and Eva were seated on a little mossy seat, in an arbor, at
the foot of the garden. It was Sunday evening, and Eva's Bible
lay open on her knee. She read,--"And I saw a sea of glass, mingled
"Tom," said Eva, suddenly stopping, and pointing to the lake,
"there 't is."
"What, Miss Eva?"
"Don't you see,--there?" said the child, pointing to the
glassy water, which, as it rose and fell, reflected the golden glow
Uncle Tom's Cabin
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Door in the Wall, et. al. by H. G. Wells:
the great breakfast room--there was a fountain and music. A
pleasant and joyful place it was, with its sunlight and splashing,
and the murmur of plucked strings. And we sat and ate and smiled
at one another, and I would not heed a man who was watching me from
a table near by.
"And afterwards we went on to the dancing-hall. But I cannot
describe that hall. The place was enormous--larger than any
building you have ever seen--and in one place there was the old
gate of Capri, caught into the wall of a gallery high overhead.
Light girders, stems and threads of gold, burst from the pillars
like fountains, streamed like an Aurora across the roof and