| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini: To resolve it after the curtain had fallen upon a first act that
had gone with a verve unrivalled until this hour in the annals of
the company, borne almost entirely upon the slim shoulders of the
new Scaramouche, M. Binet bluntly questioned him.
They were standing in the space that did duty as green-room, the
company all assembled there, showering congratulations upon their
new recruit. Scaramouche, a little exalted at the moment by his
success, however trivial he might consider it to-morrow, took then
a full revenge upon Climene for the malicious satisfaction with
which she had regarded his momentary blank terror.
"I do not wonder that you ask," said he. "Faith, I should have
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: The first boy, after a slight wink at the second, addressed the tutor.
"Supposing you were to happen to forget yourself," said he to that sleek
gentleman, "would you evaporate?"
The tutor turned his little eyes doubtfully upon the tennis boys, but
answered, reciting the language of his notes: "The idealistic theory
does not apply to the thinking ego, but to the world of external
phenomena. The world exists in our conception of it.
"Then," said the second boy, "when a thing is inconceivable?"
"It has no existence," replied the tutor, complacently.
"But a billion dollars is inconceivable," retorted the boy. "No mind
can take in a sum of that size; but it exists."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell: years, was frightened by the violence of her feelings. When she
had stood in the parlor at Twelve Oaks and seen him married to
Melanie, she had thought she could never love him with a more
heartbreaking intensity than she did at that moment. But now she
knew her feelings of that long-past night were those of a spoiled
child thwarted of a toy. Now, her emotions were sharpened by her
long dreams of him, heightened by the repression she had been
forced to put on her tongue.
This Ashley Wilkes in his faded, patched uniform, his blond hair
bleached tow by summer suns, was a different man from the easy-
going, drowsy-eyed boy she had loved to desperation before the war.
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