| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: sharply before the mirror and saying to a tragic reflection: "Money,
money, money!" When she was alone her poverty was like a huge
dream-mountain on which her feet were fast rooted--aching with the ache of
the size of the thing--but if it came to definite action, with no time for
imaginings, her dream-mountain dwindled into a beastly "hold-your-nose"
affair, to be passed as quickly as possible, with anger and a strong sense
of superiority.
The landlady bounced out of the room, banging the door, so that it shook
and rattled as though it had listened to the conversation and fully
sympathised with the old hag.
Squatting on her heels, Viola opened the letter. It was from Casimir:
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On the Origin of Species by Charles Darwin: the innumerable plants and animals which have determined, in the course of
centuries, the proportional numbers and kinds of trees now growing on the
old Indian ruins!
The dependency of one organic being on another, as of a parasite on its
prey, lies generally between beings remote in the scale of nature. This is
often the case with those which may strictly be said to struggle with each
other for existence, as in the case of locusts and grass-feeding
quadrupeds. But the struggle almost invariably will be most severe between
the individuals of the same species, for they frequent the same districts,
require the same food, and are exposed to the same dangers. In the case of
varieties of the same species, the struggle will generally be almost
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: promenade, deserted now in its winter snowiness, led away in one
direction to the heart of the city. In the other it ended in the
main county high-road. This was a broad, well-made turnpike, with
footpath and rows of trees. A half-hour's walk along it would bring
one to the little village clustering about the Archduke's favourite
hunting castle. There was a little railway station near the castle,
but it was used only by suburban trains or for the royal private car.
Muller did not intend to burden his brain with unnecessary facts,
so with his usual thoroughness he left the further investigation of
what lay beyond the gate, until he had searched the garden thoroughly.
But even for his sharp eyes there was no trace to be found that
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