| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lost Princess of Oz by L. Frank Baum: upon a faint path which led across a meadow in the direction of a
grove of pretty trees, and thinking this circle of evergreens must
surround a house where perhaps he would be kindly received, he decided
to follow the path. And by and by he came to the trees, which were
set close together, and pushing aside some branches he found no house
inside the circle, but instead a very beautiful pond of clear water.
Now the Frogman, although he was so big and well educated and now aped
the ways and customs of human beings, was still a frog. As he gazed
at this solitary, deserted pond, his love for water returned to him
with irresistible force. "If I cannot get a breakfast, I may at least
have a fine swim," said he, and pushing his way between the trees, he
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Deserted Woman by Honore de Balzac: of Jacques, a letter that bore the arms of Burgundy on the scented
seal, a letter written on vellum notepaper.
He rushed away at once to lock himself in, and read and re-read /her/
letter:--
"You are punishing me very severely, monsieur, both for the
friendliness of my effort to spare you a rebuff, and for the
attraction which intellect always has for me. I put confidence in
the generosity of youth, and you have disappointed me. And yet, if
I did not speak unreservedly (which would have been perfectly
ridiculous), at any rate I spoke frankly of my position, so that
you might imagine that I was not to be touched by a young soul. My
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Illustrious Gaudissart by Honore de Balzac: "I understand," said the fool.
"You sign a policy of insurance with a company which recognizes in you
a value of a hundred thousand crowns; in you, poet--"
"I am a painter," said the lunatic.
"Yes," resumed Gaudissart,--"painter, poet, musician, statesman--and
binds itself to pay them over to your family, your heirs, if, by
reason of your death, the hopes foundered on your intellectual capital
should be overthrown for you personally. The payment of the premium is
all that is required to protect--"
"The money-box," said the lunatic, sharply interrupting him.
"Ah! naturally; yes. I see that Monsieur understands business."
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