| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: morning. He was very affectionate, poor orphan! My room will be
his quarters hereafter.
The storm raged all night. It has raged all the morning.
The snow drives across the landscape in vast clouds, superb,
sublime--and Jean not here to see.
2:30 P.M.--It is the time appointed. The funeral has begun.
Four hundred miles away, but I can see it all, just as if I were
there. The scene is the library in the Langdon homestead.
Jean's coffin stands where her mother and I stood, forty years
ago, and were married; and where Susy's coffin stood thirteen
years ago; where her mother's stood five years and a half ago;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: height, her eye was on a level with a slight opening in the partition,
the real object of her efforts, for the glance that she cast through
it can be compared only to that of a miser discovering Aladdin's
treasure. Then she sprang down hastily and returned to her place,
changed the position of her picture, pretended to be still
dissatisfied with the light, pushed a table close to the partition, on
which she placed a chair, climbed lightly to the summit of this
erection, and again looked through the crevice. She cast but one
glance into the space beyond, which was lighted through a skylight;
but what she saw produced so strong an effect upon her that she
tottered.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: brushes and combs, and many other trifles. When the women had made
their several selections they noticed that the old man was shivering
with the cold, as he leaned against the stove. Their sympathies
were aroused in a moment. "Why don't you sit down?" asked Nanette,
pushing a chair towards him, and Lena rose to get him something
warm from the kitchen.
The peddler threw a look at George, who nodded in answer. "He
said he'd like to see the things they gave you after Mrs. Kniepp's
death," the young man remarked
"Do you buy things like that?" Nanette turned to the peddler.
"I'd just like to look at them first, if you'll let me."
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