| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic: about the kind of man you are. I mean in the matter of
temperament and bent of mind and tastes."
The girl seemed to be speaking seriously, and without
intent to offend. Theron did not find any comment ready,
but walked along by her side, wondering much what it was
all about.
"I daresay you think me 'too familiar on short acquaintance,'"
she continued, after a little.
"My dear Miss Madden!" he protested perfunctorily.
"No; it is a matter of a good deal of importance,"
she went on. "I can see that you are going to be thrown
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Perfect Wagnerite: A Commentary on the Niblung's Ring by George Bernard Shaw: him a loving mate such as all the other creatures of the forest
have. His tunes wake up the dragon; and Siegfried makes merry
over the grim mate the bird has sent him. Fafnir is highly
scandalized by the irreverence of the young Bakoonin. He loses
his temper; fights; and is forthwith slain, to his own great
astonishment.
In such conflicts one learns to interpret the messages of Nature
a little. When Siegfried, stung by the dragon's vitriolic blood,
pops his finger into his mouth and tastes it, he understands what
the bird is saying to him, and, instructed by it concerning the
treasures within his reach, goes into the cave to secure the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic: of her eyes, which emboldened him to stir the fingers
of that audacious hand in a lingering, caressing trill
upon her shoulder. The movement was of the faintest,
but having ventured it, he drew his hand abruptly away.
"You are getting on," she said to him. There was an
enigmatic twinkle in the smile with which she continued
to regard him. "We are Hellenizing you at a great rate."
A sudden thought seemed to strike her. She shifted
her eyes toward vacancy with a swift, abstracted glance,
reflected for a moment, then let a sparkling half-wink
and the dimpling beginnings of an almost roguish smile
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