| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Second Home by Honore de Balzac: try to blight our happiness I would find means--"
"What could you do?"
"We would go to Italy: I would fly--"
A shriek that rang out from the adjoining room made Roger start and
Mademoiselle de Bellefeuille quake; but she rushed into the drawing-
room, and there found Madame de Granville in a dead faint. When the
Countess recovered her senses, she sighed deeply on finding herself
supported by the Count and her rival, whom she instinctively pushed
away with a gesture of contempt. Mademoiselle de Bellefeuille rose to
withdraw.
"You are at home, madame," said Granville, taking Caroline by the arm.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Mansion by Henry van Dyke: Thin, pale strips of the city morning were falling into the room
through
the narrow partings of the heavy curtains.
What was it that had happened to him? Had he been ill? Had he
died and
come to life again? Or had he only slept, and had his soul gone
visiting
in dreams? He sat for some time, motionless, not lost, but
finding himself
in thought. Then he took a narrow book from the table drawer,
wrote a check, and tore it out.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Across The Plains by Robert Louis Stevenson: assume in our regard. It seemed miles in length, and either end of
it within but a step of the horizon. Even my own body or my own
head seemed a great thing in that emptiness. I note the feeling
the more readily as it is the contrary of what I have read of in
the experience of others. Day and night, above the roar of the
train, our ears were kept busy with the incessant chirp of
grasshoppers - a noise like the winding up of countless clocks and
watches, which began after a while to seem proper to that land.
To one hurrying through by steam there was a certain exhilaration
in this spacious vacancy, this greatness of the air, this discovery
of the whole arch of heaven, this straight, unbroken, prison-line
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