| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Virginibus Puerisque by Robert Louis Stevenson: this pre-existence of both occurs to the mind as something
indelicate. To be altogether right, they should have had twin
birth together, at the same moment with the feeling that
unites them. Then indeed it would be simple and perfect and
without reserve or afterthought. Then they would understand
each other with a fulness impossible otherwise. There would
be no barrier between them of associations that cannot be
imparted. They would be led into none of those comparisons
that send the blood back to the heart. And they would know
that there had been no time lost, and they had been together
as much as was possible. For besides terror for the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The American by Henry James: The old man drooped his head on one side and looked at him with an expression
of pain, as if this were an unfeeling jest.
"What does he say?" demanded Mademoiselle Noemie.
M. Nioche took a pinch of snuff. "He says I will make my fortune again."
"Perhaps he will help you. And what else?"
"He says thou art very clever."
"It is very possible. You believe it yourself, my father?"
"Believe it, my daughter? With this evidence!"
And the old man turned afresh, with a staring, wondering homage,
to the audacious daub on the easel.
"Ask him, then. if he would not like to learn French."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Jungle Tales of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: He will go alone."
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The Capture of Tarzan
THE BLACK WARRIORS labored in the humid heat of the jungle's
stifling shade. With war spears they loosened the thick,
black loam and the deep layers of rotting vegetation.
With heavy-nailed fingers they scooped away the disintegrated
earth from the center of the age-old game trail. Often they
ceased their labors to squat, resting and gossiping,
with much laughter, at the edge of the pit they were digging.
Against the boles of near-by trees leaned their long,
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