| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Island Nights' Entertainments by Robert Louis Stevenson: "This is your truth," cried he, "and this your affection! Your
husband is just saved from eternal ruin, which he encountered for
the love of you - and you can take no pleasure! Kokua, you have a
disloyal heart."
He went forth again furious, and wandered in the town all day. He
met friends, and drank with them; they hired a carriage and drove
into the country, and there drank again. All the time Keawe was
ill at ease, because he was taking this pastime while his wife was
sad, and because he knew in his heart that she was more right than
he; and the knowledge made him drink the deeper.
Now there was an old brutal Haole drinking with him, one that had
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Land of Footprints by Stewart Edward White: porters to take the head, and myself started for camp with Memba
Sasa. I had gone not over a hundred yards when I was recalled by
wild and agonized appeals of "Bwana! bwana!" The long-legged
Fundi was repeatedly leaping straight up in the air to an
astonishing height above the long grass, curling his legs up
under him at each jump, and yelling like a steam-engine.
Returning promptly, I found that the wart-hog had come to life at
the first prick of the knife. He was engaged in charging back and
forth in an earnest effort to tusk Fundi, and the latter was
jumping high in an equally earnest effort to keep out of the way.
Fortunately he proved agile enough to do so until I planted
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini: sneered.
"I am not. I have prospered since. In that, monsieur, I differ
from the ordinary prodigal, who returns only when he needs
assistance. I return solely because I love you, monsieur - to tell
you so. I have come at the very first moment after hearing of your
presence here." He advanced. "Monsieur my godfather!" he said,
and held out his hand.
But M. de Kercadiou remained unbending, wrapped in his cold dignity
and resentment.
"Whatever tribulations you may have suffered or consider that you
may have suffered, they are far less than your disgraceful conduct
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