| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: have been thunderstruck, appalled.
Powell's only distinct aim was to remove the suspected tumbler. He
had no other plan, no other intention, no other thought. Do away
with it in some manner. Snatch it up and run out with it.
You know that complete mastery of one fixed idea, not a reasonable
but an emotional mastery, a sort of concentrated exaltation. Under
its empire men rush blindly through fire and water and opposing
violence, and nothing can stop them--unless, sometimes, a grain of
sand. For his blind purpose (and clearly the thought of Mrs.
Anthony was at the bottom of it) Mr. Powell had plenty of time.
What checked him at the crucial moment was the familiar, harmless
Chance |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: they had found was a tall stem of wild aster with its purple blossoms,
which they were holding fast in the death grip. On the dead man's
back was a small bullet-wound and around the edges of it his light
grey coat was stained with blood. His face was distorted in pain
and terror. It was a nice face, or would have been, did it not show
all too plainly the marks of dissipation in spite of the fact that
the man could not have been much past thirty years old. He was a
stranger to the policeman, although the latter had been on this
beat for over three years.
When the guardian of the law had convinced himself that there was
nothing more to do for the man who lay there, he rose from his
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: machine felt good about being so valuable. They worked hard and
happily all day, and often talked about how useful they were to
the businessman.
But one day a spring noticed a little nut just sitting on
the end of a shaft. The spring pulled at the lever he was
attached to and pointed. Soon the whole works knew. "You lazy
little nut," said a spinning gear, "why don't you get to work?"
"But I am working," said the nut. "Holding on is my job."
"That's stupid," yelled a cam. "I don't believe our maker put
you here. You just sneaked in to steal some of our glory. Why don't
you get out?"
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