| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Sentimental Journey by Laurence Sterne: I was interrupted in the heyday of this soliloquy, with a voice
which I took to be of a child, which complained "it could not get
out." - I look'd up and down the passage, and seeing neither man,
woman, nor child, I went out without farther attention.
In my return back through the passage, I heard the same words
repeated twice over; and, looking up, I saw it was a starling hung
in a little cage. - "I can't get out, - I can't get out," said the
starling.
I stood looking at the bird: and to every person who came through
the passage it ran fluttering to the side towards which they
approach'd it, with the same lamentation of its captivity. "I
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Ruling Passion by Henry van Dyke: sparing or cautious? That was for the merchant, not for the noble.
A hundred, two hundred, three hundred dollars: What was that to an
estate and a title? Nothing risk, nothing gain! He must live up to
his role. Meantime he was ready to prove that he was the best guide
on the Grande Decharge.
And so he was. There was not a man in all the Lake St. John country
who knew the woods and waters as well as he did. Far up the great
rivers Peribonca and Misstassini he had pushed his birch canoe,
exploring the network of lakes and streams along the desolate Height
of Land. He knew the Grand Brule, where the bears roam in September
on the fire-scarred hills among the wide, unharvested fields of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: down it came again, with the soldier still griping tight to the
legs, until at last it settled as light as a feather upon a
balcony of the king's palace; and when the soldier caught his
wind again he found himself without a hat, and with hardly any
wits in his head.
There he sat upon the stool for a long time without daring to
move, for he did not know what might happen to him next. There he
sat and sat, and by-and-by his ears got cold in the night air,
and then he noticed for the first time that he had lost his head
gear, and bethought himself of the feather cap in his pocket. So
out he drew it and clapped it upon his head, and then--lo and
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