| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: three feet deep and was soft as flour. Three miles an hour was
the best they could make, but Daylight celebrated the passing of
the Fifty Mile by traveling late. At eleven in the morning they
emerged at the foot of the lake. At three in the afternoon, as
the Arctic night closed down, he caught his first sight of the
head of the lake, and with the first stars took his bearings. At
eight in the evening they left the lake behind and entered the
mouth of the Lewes River. Here a halt of half an hour was made,
while chunks of frozen boiled beans were thawed and the dogs
were given an extra ration of fish. Then they pulled on up the
river till one in the morning, when they made their regular camp.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad: morbid turn of mind by telling me something of the murder story in
a strange tone of indifference even while referring to its most
horrible features. "That's what carnal sin (peche de chair) leads
to," she commented severely and passed her tongue over her thin
lips. "And then the devil furnishes the occasion."
"I can't imagine the devil inciting me to murder you, Therese," I
said, "and I didn't like that ready way you took me for an example,
as it were. I suppose pretty near every lodger might be a
potential murderer, but I expected to be made an exception."
With the candle held a little below her face, with that face of one
tone and without relief she looked more than ever as though she had
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald: the girls went rummaging for food.
"Phoebe's great stuff," confided Sloane, sotto voce.
"I'm only going to stay half an hour," Amory said sternly. He
wondered if it sounded priggish.
"Hell y' say," protested Sloane. "We're here nowdon't le's rush."
"I don't like this place," Amory said sulkily, "and I don't want
any food."
Phoebe reappeared with sandwiches, brandy bottle, siphon, and
four glasses.
"Amory, pour 'em out," she said, "and we'll drink to Fred Sloane,
who has a rare, distinguished edge."
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