| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Amy Foster by Joseph Conrad: mained for a long time surprised at the bare pov-
erty of the churches among so much wealth. He
couldn't understand either why they were kept shut
up on week days. There was nothing to steal in
them. Was it to keep people from praying too
often? The rectory took much notice of him about
that time, and I believe the young ladies attempted
to prepare the ground for his conversion. They
could not, however, break him of his habit of cross-
ing himself, but he went so far as to take off the
string with a couple of brass medals the size of a
Amy Foster |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Master of Ballantrae by Robert Louis Stevenson: "Canny?" says Sir William. "What is that?"
"He's not of this world," whispered my lord, "neither him nor the
black deil that serves him. I have struck my sword throughout his
vitals," he cried; "I have felt the hilt dirl (12) on his
breastbone, and the hot blood spirt in my very face, time and
again, time and again!" he repeated, with a gesture indescribable.
"But he was never dead for that," said he, and I sighed aloud.
"Why should I think he was dead now? No, not till I see him
rotting," says he.
Sir William looked across at me with a long face. Mountain forgot
his wounds, staring and gaping.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen: lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to
love, from love to matrimony, in a moment. I knew you would
be wishing me joy."
"Nay, if you are serious about it, I shall consider the matter is
absolutely settled. You will be having a charming
mother-in-law, indeed; and, of course, she will always be at
Pemberley with you."
He listened to her with perfect indifference while she chose to
entertain herself in this manner; and as his composure convinced
her that all was safe, her wit flowed long.
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