| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: west and north-west, muttered an inaudible comment, and, without
slackening his pace for an instant, stalked on, as he was going,
right athwart my path. The mother followed without so much as
raising her head. I shouted and shouted after them, but they
continued to scale the hillside, and turned a deaf ear to my
outcries. At last, leaving Modestine by herself, I was constrained
to run after them, hailing the while. They stopped as I drew near,
the mother still cursing; and I could see she was a handsome,
motherly, respectable-looking woman. The son once more answered me
roughly and inaudibly, and was for setting out again. But this
time I simply collared the mother, who was nearest me, and,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from First Inaugural Address by Abraham Lincoln: over the whole subject, to be exercised in either of the modes prescribed
in the instrument itself; and I should, under existing circumstances,
favor rather than oppose a fair opportunity being afforded the people
to act upon it. I will venture to add that to me the convention mode
seems preferable, in that it allows amendments to originate with
the people themselves, instead of only permitting them to take or
reject propositions originated by others not especially chosen
for the purpose, and which might not be precisely such as they would
wish to either accept or refuse. I understand a proposed amendment
to the Constitution--which amendment, however, I have not seen--has
passed Congress, to the effect that the Federal Government shall
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie: After his arrival there was a long wait. In fact Tommy concluded
that the gathering was now complete, and was just cautiously
creeping out from his hiding-place, when another knock sent him
scuttling back to cover.
This last-comer came up the stairs so quietly that he was almost
abreast of Tommy before the young man had realized his presence.
He was a small man, very pale, with a gentle almost womanish air.
The angle of the cheek-bones hinted at his Slavonic ancestry,
otherwise there was nothing to indicate his nationality. As he
passed the recess, he turned his head slowly. The strange light
eyes seemed to burn through the curtain; Tommy could hardly
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