| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran: taste of the torment of the nearer torment beside the greater
torment,-haply they may yet return.
Who is more unjust than he who is reminded of the signs of his Lord,
and then turns away from them? Verily, we will take vengeance on the
sinners!
And we did give Moses the Book; be not then in doubt concerning
the meeting with him; and we made it a guidance to the children of
Israel.
And we made amongst them high priests who guided by our bidding,
since they were patient and were sure of our signs.
Verily, thy Lord, he shall decide between them on the resurrection
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Letters of Two Brides by Honore de Balzac: Spaniard drove me into a very fever. I felt certain that he was there,
ready to aim another letter at me.
I was right, and this time I burnt nothing. Here, then, is the first
love-letter I have received, madame logician: each to her kind:--
"Louise, it is not for your peerless beauty I love you, nor for
your gifted mind, your noble feeling, the wondrous charm of all
you say and do, nor yet for your pride, your queenly scorn of
baser mortals--a pride blent in you with charity, for what angel
could be more tender?--Louise, I love you because, for the sake of
a poor exile, you have unbent this lofty majesty, because by a
gesture, a glance, you have brought consolation to a man so far
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: I offer you my affectionate compliments, and make you heartily
welcome to the islands."
The colonials looked at him askance, and consulted with each other.
"Who can he be?" said the gelding.
"He seems suspiciously civil," said the mare.
"I do not think he can be much account," said the gelding.
"Depend upon it he is only a Kanaka," said the mare.
Then they turned to him.
"Go to the devil!" said the gelding.
"I wonder at your impudence, speaking to persons of our quality!"
cried the mare.
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