| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Second Home by Honore de Balzac: yourself may some day have to answer that question." The Countess was
scared. "You perhaps will be held excused by the merciful Judge, who
will weigh our sins," he went on, "in consideration of the conviction
with which you have worked out my misery. I do not hate you--I hate
those who have perverted your heart and your reason. You have prayed
for me, just as Mademoiselle de Bellefeuille has given me her heart
and crowned my life with love. You should have been my mistress and
the prayerful saint by turns.--Do me the justice to confess that I am
no reprobate, no debauchee. My life was cleanly. Alas! after seven
years of wretchedness, the craving for happiness led me by an
imperceptible descent to love another woman and make a second home.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: And now, in response to a general
and urgent demand, Inspector Legrasse related as fully as possible
his experience with the swamp worshippers; telling a story to
which I could see my uncle attached profound significance. It
savoured of the wildest dreams of myth-maker and theosophist,
and disclosed an astonishing degree of cosmic imagination among
such half-castes and pariahs as might be least expected to possess
it.
On November 1st, 1907, there had come to the New Orleans
police a frantic summons from the swamp and lagoon country to
the south. The squatters there, mostly primitive but good-natured
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Letters of Two Brides by Honore de Balzac: and handed him over to me, unsoiled by the loose life which ruins so
many young men. His teeth are magnificent, and he has a constitution
of iron. His keen blue eyes, for me full of tenderness, will flash
like lightning at any rousing thought.
Like all men of strong character and powerful mind, he has an
admirable temper; its evenness would surprise you, as it did me. I
have listened to the tale of many a woman's home troubles; I have
heard of the moods and depression of men dissatisfied with themselves,
who either won't get old or age ungracefully, men who carry about
through life the rankling memory of some youthful excess, whose veins
run poison and whose eyes are never frankly happy, men who cloak
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