| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King James Bible: MIC 5:9 Thine hand shall be lifted up upon thine adversaries, and all
thine enemies shall be cut off.
MIC 5:10 And it shall come to pass in that day, saith the LORD, that I
will cut off thy horses out of the midst of thee, and I will destroy thy
chariots:
MIC 5:11 And I will cut off the cities of thy land, and throw down all
thy strong holds:
MIC 5:12 And I will cut off witchcrafts out of thine hand; and thou
shalt have no more soothsayers:
MIC 5:13 Thy graven images also will I cut off, and thy standing images
out of the midst of thee; and thou shalt no more worship the work of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Another Study of Woman by Honore de Balzac: face or reveal it. A fan is of no use now but for fanning herself.
When once a thing is no more than what it is, it is too useful to be a
form of luxury."
"Everything in France has aided and abetted the 'perfect lady,' " said
Daniel d'Arthez. "The aristocracy has acknowledged her by retreating
to the recesses of its landed estates, where it has hidden itself to
die--emigrating inland before the march of ideas, as of old to foreign
lands before that of the masses. The women who could have founded
European /salons/, could have guided opinion and turned it inside out
like a glove, could have ruled the world by ruling the men of art or
of intellect who ought to have ruled it, have committed the blunder of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: himself, to quiet his vibrating nerves, to still the triumphant bell-beat
of his heart. For a while all his being swung to the palpitating
consciousness of joy--Mescal had taken her freedom. She had escaped the
swoop of the hawk.
While Hare lay there, trying to gather his shattered senses, the merry
sound of voices and the music of an accordion hummed from the big
living-room next to his. Presently heavy boots thumped on the floor of
the hall; then a hand rapped on his door.
"Jack, are you there?" called August Naab.
"Yes."
"Come along then."
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