| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Madam How and Lady Why by Charles Kingsley: falls from that mountain, and put it in its right place, where it
will be wanted thousands of years hence; and she will take just as
much trouble about that one grain of sand as she did about the
whole mountain. She will settle the exact place where Mrs. Daddy-
long-legs shall lay her eggs, at the very same time that she is
settling what shall happen hundreds of years hence in a stair
millions of miles away. And I really believe that Madam How knows
her work so thoroughly, that the grain of sand which sticks now to
your shoe, and the weight of Mrs. Daddy-long-legs' eggs at the
bottom of her hole, will have an effect upon suns and stars ages
after you and I are dead and gone. Most patient indeed is Madam
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: valley was growing grey and each moment more dreary. 'Well, what
of those?' I said.
In spite of my peril and the excitement of the coming struggle I
felt the chill of his fear. Never had I seen so grim, so
desolate, so God-forsaken a place! Involuntarily I shivered.
'They were crosses,' he muttered in a voice little above a
whisper, while his eyes roved this way and that in terror. 'The
Cure of Gabas blessed the place, and set them up. But next
morning they were as you see them now. Come on, Monsieur; come
on!' he continued, plucking at my arm. 'It is not safe here
after sunset. Pray God, Satan be not at home!'
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sons of the Soil by Honore de Balzac: "But I tell you," said Marie, continuing her topic, "they won't be
cajoled; I don't know what's the matter with them; that bully at the
pavilion, he's married, but Vatel, Gaillard, and Steingel are not;
they've not a woman belonging to them; indeed, there's not a woman in
the place who would marry them."
"Well, we shall see how things go at the harvest and the vintage,"
said Tonsard.
"They can't stop the gleaning," said the old woman.
"I don't know that," remarked Madame Tonsard. "Groison said that the
mayor was going to publish a notice that no one should glean without a
certificate of pauperism; and who's to give that certificate? Himself,
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