| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran: wronged.
But they say, 'When is this threat (to come), if ye tell the truth?'
Say, 'I have no power over myself for harm or for profit, save
what God will. Every nation has its appointed time; when their
appointed time comes to them they cannot delay it for an hour or bring
it on.'
Say, 'Let us see now when the torment comes to you, by night or day,
what will the sinners fain bring on thereof? And when it has fallen-
will ye believe in it now!- And yet ye wish to bring it on! Then shall
it be said to those who have done wrong, Taste ye the torment of
eternity! shall ye be recompensed except for that which ye have
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Golden Threshold by Sarojini Naidu: express the whole of that temperament; but they express, I think,
its essence; and there is an Eastern magic in them.
Sarojini Chattopadhyay was born at Hyderabad on February 13,
1879. Her father, Dr. Aghorenath Chattopadhyay, is descended
from the ancient family of Chattorajes of Bhramangram, who were
noted throughout Eastern Bengal as patrons of Sanskrit learning,
and for their practice of Yoga. He took his degree of Doctor of
Science at the University of Edinburgh in 1877, and afterwards
studied brilliantly at Bonn. On his return to India he founded
the Nizam College at Hyderabad, and has since laboured
incessantly, and at great personal sacrifice, in the cause of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: quickly. It was just striking a quarter to twelve when he reached
Cathedral Lane. As he walked slowly along the moonlit side of the
pavement, a man stepped out of the shadow to meet him. It was the
policeman who had been sent to watch the house. Like Muller, he
wore plain clothes.
"Well?" the latter asked.
"Nothing new. Mr. Fellner has been ill in bed several days, quite
seriously ill, they tell me. The janitor seems very fond of him.
"Hm - we'll see what sort of a man he is. You can go back to the
station now, you must be nearly frozen standing here."
Muller looked carefully at the house which bore the number 14. It
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