| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith: HARDCASTLE. You numskulls! and so while, like your betters, you are
quarrelling for places, the guests must be starved. O you dunces! I
find I must begin all over again----But don't I hear a coach drive into
the yard? To your posts, you blockheads. I'll go in the mean time and
give my old friend's son a hearty reception at the gate. [Exit
HARDCASTLE.]
DIGGORY. By the elevens, my pleace is gone quite out of my head.
ROGER. I know that my pleace is to be everywhere.
FIRST SERVANT. Where the devil is mine?
SECOND SERVANT. My pleace is to be nowhere at all; and so I'ze go
about my business. [Exeunt Servants, running about as if frightened,
 She Stoops to Conquer |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas: the minority, which had become, thanks to them, the most
compact majority: "Yes, yes: to the fire with the thieves!
Vive Colbert!"
"Mordioux!" exclaimed D'Artagnan, "this begins to look
serious."
One of the men who remained near the chimney approached the
window, a firebrand in his hand. "Ah, ah!" said he, "it gets
warm." Then, turning to his companion: "There is the
signal," added he; and he immediately applied the burning
brand to the wainscoting. Now, this cabaret of the
Image-de-Notre-Dame was not a very newly-built house, and
 Ten Years Later |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mucker by Edgar Rice Burroughs: "Well, then," continued the mucker, "wot's up? Mallory's
de guy fer youse. Youse loved him or youse wouldn't have
got engaged to him."
The statement was almost an interrogation.
Barbara nodded affirmatively.
"You see, Billy," she started, "I have always known Mr.
Mallory, and always thought that I loved him until--until--"
There was no answering light in Billy's eyes--no encouragement
for the words that were on her lips. She halted lamely.
"Then," she went on presently, "we became engaged after we
reached New York. We all thought you dead," she concluded
 The Mucker |