| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor: I've been leading since I came here?--that I've learned what life
is, as if I'd never known it before? I want to live, Asenath,--and
do you know why?"
"I hope thee will live, Richard," she said, gently and tenderly,
her deep-blue eyes dim with the mist of unshed tears.
"But, Asenath, how am I to live without you? But you can't
understand that, because you do not know what you are to me.
No, you never guessed that all this while I've been loving you more
and more, until now I have no other idea of death than not to see
you, not to love you, not to share your life!"
"Oh, Richard!"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott: too great, and my fortune too small, for me to follow the example
of the doughty bridegroom. It is not in my nature, and it is
hardly worth my while."
"Well, then, disperse your men, and remain quiet, and this will
be overlooked, as there has been no overt act."
"Hout, ay," said Elliot, "just let byganes be byganes, and a'
friends again; deil ane I bear malice at but Westburnflat, and I
hae gien him baith a het skin and a cauld ane. I hadna changed
three blows of the broadsword wi' him before he lap the window
into the castle-moat, and swattered through it like a wild-duck.
He's a clever fallow, indeed! maun kilt awa wi' ae bonny lass in
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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: cities, of ships, of people, of simple things in the life he had left,
and he discovered that Mescal listened. Not only did she listen; she
became absorbed; it was romance to her, fulfilment of her vague dreams.
Nor did she seek her tent till he ceased; then with a startled
"good-night" she was gone.
>From under the snugness of his warm blankets Jack watched out the last
wakeful moments of that day of days. A star peeped through the fringe of
cedar foliage. The wind sighed, and rose steadily, to sweep over him
with breath of ice, with the fragrance of juniper and black sage and a
tang of cedar.
But that day was only the beginning of eventful days, of increasing
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