| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad: to extinction, he drove on, ruminating solemnly. To his mind the
incident remained somewhat obscure. But his intellect, though it
had lost its pristine vivacity in the benumbing years of sedentary
exposure to the weather, lacked not independence or sanity.
Gravely he dismissed the hypothesis of Stevie being a drunken young
nipper.
Inside the cab the spell of silence, in which the two women had
endured shoulder to shoulder the jolting, rattling, and jingling of
the journey, had been broken by Stevie's outbreak. Winnie raised
her voice.
"You've done what you wanted, mother. You'll have only yourself to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: 'MONSEIGNEUR,' said Balmile, 'JE N'AI PAS LA PRETENTION DE
M'AFFUBLER D'UN TITRE QUE LA MAUVAISE FORTUNE DE MON ROI NE
ME PERMET PAS DE PORTER COMMA IL SIED. JE M'APPELLE, POUR
VOUS SERVIR, BLAIR DE BALMILE TOUT COURT.' [My lord, I have
not the effrontery to cumber myself with a title which the
ill fortunes of my king will not suffer me to bear the way it
should be. I call myself, at your service, plain Blair of
Balmile.]
'MONSIEUR LE VICOMTE OU MONSIEUR BLER' DE BALMAIL,' replied
the newcomer, 'LE NOM N'Y FAIT RIEN, ET L'ON CONNAIT VOS
BEAUX FAITS.' [The name matters nothing, your gallant
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Prince Otto by Robert Louis Stevenson: Colonel Gordon adjusted silver spectacles upon his nose. 'Yes,' he
said, 'the Princess: very right. But the warrant, madam, was
countersigned.'
'By Heinrich!' said von Rosen. 'Well, and here am I to represent
him.'
'Well, your Highness,' resumed the soldier of fortune, 'I must
congratulate you upon my loss. You have been cut out by beauty, and
I am left lamenting. The Doctor still remains to me: PROBUS,
DOCTUS, LEPIDUS, JUCUNDUS: a man of books.'
'Ay, there is nothing about poor Gotthold,' said the Prince.
'The Governor's consolation? Would you leave him bare?' asked von
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