| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne: be profitably undertaken.
They therefore waited with some impatience, when an incident occurred
which increased the desire the settlers had to visit the whole of their
domain.
It was the 24th of October. On this day, Pencroft had gone to visit his
traps, which he always kept properly baited. In one of them he found three
animals which would be very welcome for the larder. They were a female
peccary and her two young ones.
Pencroft then returned to Granite House, enchanted with his capture, and,
as usual, he made a great show of his game.
"Come, we shall have a grand feast, captain!" he exclaimed. "And you too,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from In the Cage by Henry James: she wondered what was left for their real meetings--of the very
happiest people. Their real meetings must have been constant, for
half of it was appointments and allusions, all swimming in a sea of
other allusions still, tangled in a complexity of questions that
gave a wondrous image of their life. If Lady Bradeen was Juno it
was all certainly Olympian. If the girl, missing the answers, her
ladyship's own outpourings, vainly reflected that Cocker's should
have been one of the bigger offices where telegrams arrived as well
as departed, there were yet ways in which, on the whole, she
pressed the romance closer by reason of the very quantity of
imagination it demanded and consumed. The days and hours of this
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Modeste Mignon by Honore de Balzac: ointment, the spikenard, to pour out, as did Magdalene on the feet
of Jesus, let yourself be won by a man worthy of you; become what
every pure young girl should be,--a good woman, the virtuous
mother of a family. A poet is the saddest conquest that a girl can
make; he is full of vanity, full of angles that will sharply wound
a woman's proper pride, and kill a tenderness which has no
experience of life. The wife of a poet should love him long before
she marries him; she must train herself to the charity of angels,
to their forbearance, to all the virtues of motherhood. Such
qualities, mademoiselle, are but germs in a young girl.
Hear the whole truth,--do I not owe it to you in return for your
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