| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: somebody," he swept an arm at the sunset and the mountains, "must
have made all that, I know. But I know one more thing I would
tell Him to His face: if I can't do nothing long enough and good
enough to earn eternal happiness, I can't do nothing long enough
and bad enough to be damned. I reckon He plays a square game with
us if He plays at all, and I ain't bothering my haid about other
worlds."
As we reached the stables, he had become the serene bird he
promised, and was sentimentally continuing:
"'De sun is made of mud from de bottom of de river;
De moon is made o' fox-fire, as you might disciver;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: it until the spark grew to life again, and until great clouds of
smoke rolled out around his head and up through the rafters
above.
"I liked thy story, friend," said old Bidpai--"I liked it
mightily much. I liked more especially the way in which thy
emperor got rid of his demon, or Genie."
Fortunatus took a long pull at his mug of ale. "I know not," said
he, "about the demon, but there was one part that I liked much,
and that was about the treasures of silver and gold and the
palace that the Genie built and all the fine things that the poor
fagot-maker enjoyed." Then he who had once carried the magic
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Coxon Fund by Henry James: verily fortunate. She hadn't happened to tell him of her visit to
Upper Baker Street, but she'd certainly tell him to-morrow; not
indeed that this would make him like any better her having had the
innocence to invite such a person as Mrs. Saltram on such an
occasion. It could only strike me that I had never seen a young
woman put such ignorance into her cleverness, such freedom into her
modesty; this, I think, was when, after dinner, she said to me
frankly, with almost jubilant mirth: "Oh you don't admire Mrs.
Saltram?" Why should I? This was truly a young person without
guile. I had briefly to consider before I could reply that my
objection to the lady named was the objection often uttered about
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