| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Plutarch's Lives by A. H. Clough: ranks very wide, that they might surround the Fight wing of
Caesar. But before they engaged, Caesar's cohorts rushed out
and attacked them, and did not dart their javelins at a
distance, nor strike at the thighs and legs, as they usually did
in close battle, but aimed at their faces. For thus Caesar had
instructed them, in hopes that young gentlemen, who had not
known much of battles and wounds, but came wearing their hair
long, in the flower of their age and height of their beauty,
would be more apprehensive of such blows, and not care for
hazarding both a danger at present and a blemish for the future.
And so it proved, for they were so far from bearing the stroke
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: sun.
On one such shoulder they emerged, where the road stretched level before them,
for a quarter of a mile. On one side rose the huge bulk of the mountain. On
the other side the steep wall of the canyon fell away in impossible slopes and
sheer drops to the torrent at the bottom. It was an abyss of green beauty and
shady depths, pierced by vagrant shafts of the sun and mottled here and there
by the sun's broader blazes. The sound of rushing water ascended on the
windless air, and there was a hum of mountain bees.
The horses broke into an easy lope. Chris rock on the outside, looking down
into the great depths and pleasuring with his eyes in what he saw.
Dissociating itself from the murmur of the bees, a murmur arose of falling
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Return of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: both men smiled.
At four-thirty the following afternoon a swarthy, bearded
man rang the bell at the servants' entrance of the palace of
the Count de Coude. The footman who opened the door raised
his eyebrows in recognition as he saw who stood without.
A low conversation passed between the two.
At first the footman demurred from some proposition
that the bearded one made, but an instant later something
passed from the hand of the caller to the hand of the
servant. Then the latter turned and led the visitor by a
roundabout way to a little curtained alcove off the apartment
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