| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Bronte Sisters: shaken hands with Mr. Markham!'
She laughingly turned round and held out her hand. I gave it a
spiteful squeeze, for I was annoyed at the continual injustice she
had done me from the very dawn of our acquaintance. Without
knowing anything about my real disposition and principles, she was
evidently prejudiced against me, and seemed bent upon showing me
that her opinions respecting me, on every particular, fell far
below those I entertained of myself. I was naturally touchy, or it
would not have vexed me so much. Perhaps, too, I was a little bit
spoiled by my mother and sister, and some other ladies of my
acquaintance; - and yet I was by no means a fop - of that I am
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Daughter of Eve by Honore de Balzac: explained to her, by degrees, and with great art, the things of life;
he initiated her slowly into the mysteries of the highest society; he
taught her the genealogies of noble families; he showed her the world;
he guided her taste in dress; he trained her to converse; he took her
from theatre to theatre, and made her study literature and current
history. This education he accomplished with all the care of a lover,
father, master, and husband; but he did it soberly and discreetly; he
managed both enjoyments and instructions in such a manner as not to
destroy the value of her religious ideas. In short, he carried out his
enterprise with the wisdom of a great master. At the end of four
years, he had the happiness of having formed in the Comtesse de
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare: Then slip I from her bum, downe topples she,
And tailour cries, and fals into a coffe.
And then the whole quire hold their hips, and loffe,
And waxen in their mirth, and neeze, and sweare,
A merrier houre was neuer wasted there.
But roome Fairy, heere comes Oberon
Fair. And heere my Mistris:
Would that he were gone.
Enter the King of Fairies at one doore with his traine, and the
Queene at
another with hers.
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