| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: As it was impossible to pick out the narrow passages, he had to
slip and squeeze and plunge between the yielding stems. He made
such a crashing that he no longer heard the baying of the
hounds. He had no hope to elude them. He meant to climb the
first cottonwood that he stumbled upon in his blind flight. But
it appeared he never was going to be lucky enough to run
against one. Often he fell, sometimes flat, at others upheld by
the willows. What made the work so hard was the fact that he
had only one arm to open a clump of close-growing stems and his
feet would catch or tangle in the narrow crotches, holding him
fast. He had to struggle desperately. It was as if the willows
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lucile by Owen Meredith: Of verdant rose-gardens deep-sheltered with screens
Of airy acacias and dark evergreens,
They could mark the white dresses and catch the light songs
Of the lovely Parisians that wander'd in throngs,
Led by Laughter and Love through the old eventide
Down the dream-haunted valley, or up the hillside.
XVII.
At length, at the door of the inn l'HERISSON,
Pray go there, if ever you go to Luchon!)
The two horsemen, well pleased to have reached it, alighted
And exchanged their last greetings.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moby Dick by Herman Melville: Seeing now that but a very few moments more would give the Pequod's
boats the advantage, and rather than be thus foiled of his game,
Derick chose to hazard what to him must have seemed a most unusually
long dart, ere the last chance would for ever escape.
But no sooner did his harpooneer stand up for the stroke, than all
three tigers--Queequeg, Tashtego, Daggoo--instinctively sprang to
their feet, and standing in a diagonal row, simultaneously pointed
their barbs; and darted over the head of the German harpooneer, their
three Nantucket irons entered the whale. Blinding vapours of foam and
white-fire! The three boats, in the first fury of the whale's
headlong rush, bumped the German's aside with such force, that both
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