| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: the years by our meeting a man who has been a blue-water sailor--
this evening confabulation is a dark, inscrutable spot. And we may
conjecture what we like. I have no difficulty in imagining that the
woman--of forty, and the chief of the enterprise--must have raged at
large. And perhaps the other did not rage enough. Youth feels
deeply it is true, but it has not the same vivid sense of lost
opportunities. It believes in the absolute reality of time. And
then, in that abominable scamp with his youth already soiled,
withered like a plucked flower ready to be flung on some rotting
heap of rubbish, no very genuine feeling about anything could exist-
-not even about the hazards of his own unclean existence. A
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adam Bede by George Eliot: dairy with the Guelder roses peeping in at the window--she, a
runaway whom her friends would not open their doors to again,
lying in this strange bed, with the knowledge that she had no
money to pay for what she received, and must offer those strangers
some of the clothes in her basket? It was then she thought of her
locket and ear-rings, and seeing her pocket lie near, she reached
it and spread the contents on the bed before her. There were the
locket and ear-rings in the little velvet-lined boxes, and with
them there was a beautiful silver thimble which Adam had bought
her, the words "Remember me" making the ornament of the border; a
steel purse, with her one shilling in it;and a small red-leather
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: "My brother-in-law considered it amusing to chaff me about us
introducing the girl as Miss Smith," said Fyne, going surly in a
moment. "He said that perhaps if he had heard her real name from
the first it might have restrained him. As it was, he made the
discovery too late. Asked me to tell Zoe this together with a lot
more nonsense."
Fyne gave me the impression of having escaped from a man inspired by
a grimly playful ebullition of high spirits. It must have been most
distasteful to him; and his solemnity got damaged somehow in the
process, I perceived. There were holes in it through which I could
see a new, an unknown Fyne.
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