| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Land of Footprints by Stewart Edward White: that he, personally, wouldn't get much fun out of doing it the
other way. As a matter of fact, human nature generally goes
beyond its justifications and is prone to criticise. The
Englishman waxes a trifle caustic on the subject of "pigging it";
and the American indulges in more than a bit of sarcasm on the
subject of "being led about Africa like a dog on a string."
By some such roundabout mental process as the above the American
comes to the conclusion that he need not necessarily adopt the
other fellow's method of playing this game. His own method needs
modification, but it will do. He ventures to leave out the tables
and easy chair, takes a camp stool and eats off a chop box. To
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: the dripping counter.
Glennard shook his head.
"Just cut flowers? This way, then." The florist unlocked a glass
door and led him down a moist green aisle. The hot air was choked
with the scent of white azaleas, white lilies, white lilacs; all
the flowers were white; they were like a prolongation, a mystical
efflorescence, of the long rows of marble tombstones, and their
perfume seemed to cover an odor of decay. The rich atmosphere
made Glennard dizzy. As he leaned in the doorpost, waiting for
the flowers, he had a penetrating sense of Margaret Aubyn's
nearness--not the imponderable presence of his inner vision, but a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In the South Seas by Robert Louis Stevenson: panic, on the same isle. But neither would explain, and it was not
till afterwards, when he met with Rua, that he learned the occasion
of their terrors.
But whether by day or night, the purpose of the dead in these
abhorred activities is still the same. In Samoa, my informant had
no idea of the food of the bush spirits; no such ambiguity would
exist in the mind of a Paumotuan. In that hungry archipelago,
living and dead must alike toil for nutriment; and the race having
been cannibal in the past, the spirits are so still. When the
living ate the dead, horrified nocturnal imagination drew the
shocking inference that the dead might eat the living. Doubtless
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