| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Familiar Studies of Men and Books by Robert Louis Stevenson: gathering around him, as he goes through life, had probably
been accustomed, while still in the communion of Rome, to
rely much upon some chosen spiritual director, so that the
intimacies of which I propose to offer some account, while
testifying to a good heart in the Reformer, testify also to a
certain survival of the spirit of the confessional in the
Reformed Church, and are not properly to be judged without
this idea. There is no friendship so noble, but it is the
product of the time; and a world of little finical
observances, and little frail proprieties and fashions of the
hour, go to make or to mar, to stint or to perfect, the union
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Octopus by Frank Norris: of its thunder over all the reaches of the valley, leaving blood
and destruction in its path; the leviathan, with tentacles of
steel clutching into the soil, the soulless Force, the iron-
hearted Power, the monster, the Colossus, the Octopus.
CHAPTER II
On the following morning, Harran Derrick was up and about by a
little after six o'clock, and a quarter of an hour later had
breakfast in the kitchen of the ranch house, preferring not to
wait until the Chinese cook laid the table in the regular dining-
room. He scented a hard day's work ahead of him, and was anxious
to be at it betimes. He was practically the manager of Los
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: He said good night and turned. Madeline wonderingly watched him
go down the path with his hand on the black horse's neck.
She went in to rest a little before dressing for dinner, and,
being fatigued from the day's riding and excitement, she fell
asleep. When she awoke it was twilight. She wondered why her
Mexican maid had not come to her, and she rang the bell. The
maid did not put in an appearance, nor was there any answer to
the ring. The house seemed unusually quiet. It was a brooding
silence, which presently broke to the sound of footsteps on the
porch. Madeline recognized Stillwell's tread, though it appeared
to be light for him. Then she heard him call softly in at the
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