| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: him near enough to the window-hole to look in, or even to throw the
light of the lantern through it, so he climbed down and carried the
plank back to the place from which he had got it. Then he concealed
himself near the iron door and waited, manifestly with the intent of
remaining there till someone came near. Presently Lady Arabella,
moving noiselessly through the shade, approached the door. When he
saw her close enough to touch it, Oolanga stepped forward from his
concealment, and spoke in a whisper, which through the gloom sounded
like a hiss.
"I want to see you, missy--soon and secret."
"What do you want?"
 Lair of the White Worm |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Some Reminiscences by Joseph Conrad: the yearly examinations."
The scholastic year came to an end. I took a fairly good place
at the exams., which for me (for certain reasons) happened to be
a more difficult task than for other boys. In that respect I
could enter with a good conscience upon that holiday which was
like a long visit pour prendre conge of the mainland of old
Europe I was to see so little of for the next four and twenty
years. Such, however, was not the avowed purpose of that tour.
It was rather, I suspect, planned in order to distract and occupy
my thoughts in other directions. Nothing had been said for
months of my going to sea. But my attachment to my young tutor
 Some Reminiscences |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: ``I am glad I brought the little gown,'' Sister Helen Vincula was
saying; ``the child was so ill, so fearfully thin, I feared--it was
only a fancy--I feared--''
``No, no, no,'' cried the lady, drawing Bessie Bell closer.
``Now nearly two years she has been with us,'' said Sister Helen
Vincula.
``She was just old enough to be put to the table in a high chair,''
said the lady. ``Ah, how she did laugh and crow and jump when her
father took the peacock-feather-fly-brush from the maid, and waved
it in front of her! She would seize the ends of the feathers, and
laugh and crow louder than ever, and hide her laughing little face
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