| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lock and Key Library by Julian Hawthorne, Ed.: that I was NOT attending, for he had been carrying on for about
fifty-seven minutes; and I don't like a man to have ALL the talk to
himself.
"Blanche de Bechamel was wild, then, about this secret of Masonry.
In early, early days I loved, I married a girl fair as Blanche,
who, too, was tormented by curiosity, who, too, would peep into my
closet, into the only secret guarded from her. A dreadful fate
befell poor Fatima. An ACCIDENT shortened her life. Poor thing!
she had a foolish sister who urged her on. I always told her to
beware of Ann. She died. They said her brothers killed me. A
gross falsehood. AM I dead? If I were, could I pledge you in this
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen: It was a splendid sight, and she began, for the first
time that evening, to feel herself at a ball: she longed
to dance, but she had not an acquaintance in the room.
Mrs. Allen did all that she could do in such a case
by saying very placidly, every now and then, "I wish you
could dance, my dear--I wish you could get a partner."
For some time her young friend felt obliged to her for
these wishes; but they were repeated so often, and proved
so totally ineffectual, that Catherine grew tired at last,
and would thank her no more.
They were not long able, however, to enjoy the
Northanger Abbey |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: figures, the summoned company, could hold their particular revel.
It was a fond prevision of Overt's rather than an observation on
actual data, for which occasions had been too few, that the Master
thus more closely viewed would have the quality, the charming gift,
of flashing out, all surprisingly, in personal intercourse and at
moments of suspended or perhaps even of diminished expectation. A
happy relation with him would be a thing proceeding by jumps, not
by traceable stages.
"Do you read them - really?" he asked, laying down the proofs on
Paul's enquiring of him how soon the work would be published. And
when the young man answered "Oh yes, always," he was moved to mirth
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