| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Expression of Emotion in Man and Animals by Charles Darwin: Mr. Stack states that the expression is more plainly shown by
certain individuals than by others, though all endeavour as much
as possible to conceal their feelings. The Dyaks of Borneo are said
by the Rajah Brooke to open their eyes widely, when astonished,
often swinging their heads to and fro, and beating their breasts.
Mr. Scott informs me that the workmen in the Botanic Gardens
at Calcutta are strictly ordered not to smoke; but they often
disobey this order, and when suddenly surprised in the act,
they first open their eyes and mouths widely. They then often
slightly shrug their shoulders, as they perceive that discovery
is inevitable, or frown and stamp on the ground from vexation.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: effect dismissed her. This also struck her as odd.
About many of these houses hung a mysterious taint as of
something weakly and commonly and dustily evil; the women who
negotiated the rooms looked out through a friendly manner as
though it was a mask, with hard, defiant eyes. Then one old
crone, short-sighted and shaky-handed, called Ann Veronica
"dearie," and made some remark, obscure and slangy, of which the
spirit rather than the words penetrated to her understanding.
For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through
gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of
life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: pioneers lay in the faraway camps of hostile tribes. George Girty had so sunk
his individuality into the savage's that he was no longer a white man. Jim
Girty stalked over the borderland with a bloody tomahawk, his long arm
outstretched to clutch some unfortunate white woman, and with his hideous
smile of death. Both of these men were far lower than the worst savages, and
it was almost wholly to their deeds of darkness that Simon Girty owed his
infamous name.
To-day White Chief, as Girty was called, awaited his men. A slight tremor of
the ground caused him to turn his gaze. The Huron chief, Half King,
resplendent in his magnificent array, had entered the teepee. He squatted in
a corner, rested the bowl of his great pipe on his knee, and smoked in
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