| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad: thought I had lost it,' he said, looking at it ecstatically.
`So many accidents happen to a man going about alone, you know.
Canoes get upset sometimes--and sometimes you've got
to clear out so quick when the people get angry.'
He thumbed the pages. `You made notes in Russian?' I asked.
He nodded. `I thought they were written in cipher,' I said.
He laughed, then became serious. `I had lots of trouble to keep
these people off,' he said. `Did they want to kill you?'
I asked. `Oh, no!' he cried, and checked himself.
`Why did they attack us?' I pursued. He hesitated,
then said shamefacedly, `They don't want him to go.' `Don't they?'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ursula by Honore de Balzac: hope. He meant to make Ursula an unanswerable argument against him.
The old unbeliever, loved by his godchild as though she were his own
daughter, would surely believe in such artless candor; he could not
fail to be persuaded by the beautiful effects of religion on the soul
of a child, where love was like those trees of Eastern climes, bearing
both flowers and fruit, always fragrant, always fertile. A beautiful
life is more powerful than the strongest argument. It is impossible to
resist the charms of certain sights. The doctor's eyes were wet, he
knew not how or why, when he saw the child of his heart starting for
the church, wearing a frock of white crape, and shoes of white satin;
her hair bound with a fillet fastened at the side with a knot of white
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: And that I'll prove on better men than Somerset,
Were growing time once ripen'd to my will.
For your partaker Pole and you yourself,
I'll note you in my book of memory,
To scourge you for this apprehension:
Look to it well and say you are well warn'd.
SOMERSET.
Ay, thou shalt find us ready for thee still;
And know us by these colors for thy foes,
For these my friends in spite of thee shall wear.
PLANTAGENET.
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