| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: life of intimate emotions is made up of little things. A
beautiful face differs from an ugly one by a difference of
surfaces and proportions that are sometimes almost
infinitesimally small. I find myself setting down little things
and little things; none of them do more than demonstrate those
essential temperamental discords I have already sought to make
clear. Some readers will understand--to others I shall seem no
more than an unfeeling brute who couldn't make allowances....
It's easy to make allowances now; but to be young and ardent and
to make allowances, to see one's married life open before one,
the life that seemed in its dawn a glory, a garden of roses, a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery: and in the reaction from that horrible moment of powerlessness
she recited as she had never done before. When she finished
there were bursts of honest applause. Anne, stepping back to
her seat, blushing with shyness and delight, found her hand
vigorously clasped and shaken by the stout lady in pink silk.
"My dear, you did splendidly," she puffed. "I've been crying
like a baby, actually I have. There, they're encoring you--
they're bound to have you back!"
"Oh, I can't go," said Anne confusedly. "But yet--I must, or
Matthew will be disappointed. He said they would encore me."
"Then don't disappoint Matthew," said the pink lady, laughing.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: throat and by the knee, and forced him back against the wall
of stones, and crushed him up against them, till his breath
was almost gone. And Sciron cried panting, 'Loose me, and I
will let thee pass.' But Theseus answered, 'I must not pass
till I have made the rough way smooth;' and he forced him
back against the wall till it fell, and Sciron rolled head
over heels.
Then Theseus lifted him up all bruised, and said, 'Come
hither and wash my feet.' And he drew his sword, and sat
down by the well, and said, 'Wash my feet, or I cut you
piecemeal.'
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