| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Beast in the Jungle by Henry James: direction that was not to have been calculated.
It led, briefly, in the course of the October afternoon, to his
closer meeting with May Bartram, whose face, a reminder, yet not
quite a remembrance, as they sat much separated at a very long
table, had begun merely by troubling him rather pleasantly. It
affected him as the sequel of something of which he had lost the
beginning. He knew it, and for the time quite welcomed it, as a
continuation, but didn't know what it continued, which was an
interest or an amusement the greater as he was also somehow aware--
yet without a direct sign from her--that the young woman herself
hadn't lost the thread. She hadn't lost it, but she wouldn't give
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Emma by Jane Austen: Colonel Campbell is a very agreeable man, and Mrs. Campbell a friendly,
warm-hearted woman. I like them all."
"You know Miss Fairfax's situation in life, I conclude; what she
is destined to be?"
"Yes--(rather hesitatingly)--I believe I do."
"You get upon delicate subjects, Emma," said Mrs. Weston smiling;
"remember that I am here.--Mr. Frank Churchill hardly knows
what to say when you speak of Miss Fairfax's situation in life.
I will move a little farther off."
"I certainly do forget to think of her," said Emma, "as having ever
been any thing but my friend and my dearest friend."
Emma |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: right of us, within sight of camp, and about twenty-three thousand
or twenty-four thousand feet above sea level. For this point,
then, we first headed in the lightened plane as we embarked on
our flight of discovery. The camp itself, on foothills which sprang
from a high continental plateau, was some twelve thousand feet
in altitude; hence the actual height increase necessary was not
so vast as it might seem. Nevertheless we were acutely conscious
of the rarefied air and intense cold as we rose; for, on account
of visibility conditions, we had to leave the cabin windows open.
We were dressed, of course, in our heaviest furs.
As we drew
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