| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: distrust dyed with its gloomy colors the words and the actions of the
most intimate friends.
Ginevra Piombo loved Napoleon to idolatry; how, then, could she hate
him? The emperor was her compatriot and the benefactor of her father.
The Baron di Piombo was among those of Napoleon's devoted servants who
had co-operated most effectually in the return from Elba. Incapable of
denying his political faith, anxious even to confess it, the old baron
remained in Paris in the midst of his enemies. Ginevra Piombo was all
the more open to condemnation because she made no secret of the grief
which the second Restoration caused to her family. The only tears she
had so far shed in life were drawn from her by the twofold news of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: was transformed into a cloud, and Maskull - alone on it - was
floating through the atmosphere.. .. Down below, it was all fire -
the fire of Muspel. The light mounted higher and higher, until it
filled the whole world....
He floated toward an immense perpendicular cliff of black rock,
without top or bottom. Halfway up it Krag, suspended in midair, was
dealing terrific blows at a blood - red spot with a huge hammer. The
rhythmical, clanging sounds were hideous.
Presently Maskull made out that these sounds were the familiar drum
beats. "What are you doing, Krag?" he asked.
Krag suspended his work, and turned around.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: heavy metals, polonium, radium, ythorium, thorium, carium, and
new things, too. There's a stuff called Xk--provisionally.
There they are, mucked up together in a sort of rotting sand.
What it is, how it got made, I don't know. It's like as if some
young creator had been playing about there. There it lies in two
heaps, one small, one great, and the world for miles about it is
blasted and scorched and dead. You can have it for the getting.
You've got to take it--that's all!"
"That sounds all right," said I. "Have you samples?"
"Well--should I? You can have anything--up to two ounces."
"Where is it?"...
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