| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe: blush upon the bosom and the face, and that suspiciously
lingering smile upon the lip which is so terrible in death. We
replaced and screwed down the lid, and, having secured the door
of iron, made our way, with toil, into the scarcely less gloomy
apartments of the upper portion of the house.
And now, some days of bitter grief having elapsed, an
observable change came over the features of the mental disorder
of my friend. His ordinary manner had vanished. His ordinary
occupations were neglected or forgotten. He roamed from chamber
to chamber with hurried, unequal, and objectless step. The
pallor of his countenance had assumed, if possible, a more
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Daughter of Eve by Honore de Balzac: his wife took his arm to leave the ball-room, she saw that his face
was sad and his look serious. The countess wondered if he was
displeased with her. No sooner were they seated in the carriage than
she turned to Felix and said, with a mischievous smile,--
"Did not I see you talking half the evening with Madame de
Manerville?"
Felix was not out of the tangled paths into which his wife had led him
by this charming little quarrel, when the carriage turned into their
court-yard. This was Marie's first artifice dictated by her new
emotion; and she even took pleasure in triumphing over a man who,
until then, had seemed to her so superior.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: me and my ends, know that I will destroy you all. Obey or die."
"Well, he has had his chance and he won't take it," said Bastin
in the silence that followed. "The man must go to the devil his
own way and there is nothing more to be said."
I say the silence, but it was no more silent. The distant
humming grew to a roar, the roar to a hellish hurricane of sound
which presently drowned all attempts at ordinary speech.
Then bellowing like ten millions of bulls, at length far away
there appeared something terrible. I can only describe its
appearance as that of an attenuated mountain on fire. When it
drew nearer I perceived that it was more like a ballet-dancer
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