| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Merry Men by Robert Louis Stevenson: before him, and this inclined me, perhaps, to think too lightly of
it. But these things go on growing, not only in the individual but
in the race.'
'When she was young,' I began, and my voice failed me for a moment,
and it was only with a great effort that I was able to add, 'was
she like Olalla?'
'Now God forbid!' exclaimed the Padre. 'God forbid that any man
should think so slightingly of my favourite penitent. No, no; the
Senorita (but for her beauty, which I wish most honestly she had
less of) has not a hair's resemblance to what her mother was at the
same age. I could not bear to have you think so; though, Heaven
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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: both sides, listening to their theorizings and witnessing their
demonstrations. Never, by word or sign, did I convey to either the slightest
hint of the other's progress, and they respected me for the seal I put upon my
lips.
Lloyd Inwood, after prolonged and unintermittent application, when the tension
upon his mind and body became too great to bear, had a strange way of
obtaining relief. He attended prize fights. It was at one of these brutal
exhibitions, whither he had dragged me in order to tell his latest results,
that his theory received striking confirmation.
"Do you see that red-whiskered man?" he asked, pointing across the ring to the
fifth tier of seats on the opposite side. "And do you see the next man to him,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass: An American Slave by Frederick Douglass: father.
My father was a white man. He was admitted to
be such by all I ever heard speak of my parentage.
The opinion was also whispered that my master was
my father; but of the correctness of this opinion, I
know nothing; the means of knowing was withheld
from me. My mother and I were separated when I
was but an infant--before I knew her as my mother.
It is a common custom, in the part of Maryland
from which I ran away, to part children from their
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