| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: "I knew you would speak in time. I wanted you, first, to hate it
as I did."
He gazed at her with a kind of awe. "You're wonderful," he
murmured. "But you don't yet know the depths I've reached."
She raised an entreating hand. "I don't want to!"
"You're afraid, then, that you'll hate me?"
"No--but that you'll hate ME. Let me understand without your
telling me."
"You can't. It's too base. I thought you didn't care because you
loved Flamel."
She blushed deeply. "Don't--don't--" she warned him.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Altar of the Dead by Henry James: successfully to assume they were in a manner old friends - that
this negative quantity was somehow more than they could express.
His success, it was true, had been qualified by her quick escape,
so that there grew up in him an absurd desire to put it to some
better test. Save in so far as some other poor chance might help
him, such a test could be only to meet her afresh at church. Left
to himself he would have gone to church the very next afternoon,
just for the curiosity of seeing if he should find her there. But
he wasn't left to himself, a fact he discovered quite at the last,
after he had virtually made up his mind to go. The influence that
kept him away really revealed to him how little to himself his Dead
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Just Folks by Edgar A. Guest: And it is good to see again the blossoms on each tree again,
And feel that nature hasn't changed the way we have to-day.
Oh, we have changed from what we were; we're not the carefree lot we were;
Our hearts are filled with sorrow now and grave concern and pain,
But it is good to see once more, the blooming lilac tree once more,
And find the constant roses here to comfort us again.
A Patriotic Creed
To serve my country day by day
At any humble post I may;
To honor and respect her flag,
To live the traits of which I brag;
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