| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey: pleasin' ways. His religion never bothered me, for he could hunt
an' fish an' ride an' be a good feller. After buffalo once, he
come pretty near to savin' my life. We got to be thick as
brothers, an' he was the only man I ever seen who I thought was
good enough for Milly. An' the day they were married I got drunk
for the only time in my life.
"Soon after that I left home--it seems Milly was the only one who
could keep me home--an' I went to the bad, as to prosperin' I saw
some pretty hard life in the Pan Handle, an' then I went North.
In them days Kansas an' Nebraska was as bad, come to think of it,
as these days right here on the border of Utah. I got to be
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: be done with her by anybody else. No good will ever come of
this, and I hope she will never marry him."
With this unusual burst, Kate retreated to Hope. Hope took the
news more patiently than any one, but with deep solicitude. A
worldly marriage seemed the natural result of the Ingleside
influence, but it had not occurred to anybody that it would
come so soon. It had not seemed Emilia's peculiar temptation;
and yet nobody could suppose that she looked at John Lambert
through any glamour of the affections.
Mr. John Lambert was a millionnaire, a politician, and a
widower. The late Mrs. Lambert had been a specimen of that
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from La Grande Breteche by Honore de Balzac: "Monsieur and Madame de Merret were silent all the time while
Gorenflot was walling up the door. This silence was intentional on the
husband's part; he did not wish to give his wife the opportunity of
saying anything with a double meaning. On Madame de Merret's side it
was pride or prudence. When the wall was half built up the cunning
mason took advantage of his master's back being turned to break one of
the two panes in the top of the door with a blow of his pick. By this
Madame de Merret understood that Rosalie had spoken to Gorenflot. They
all three then saw the face of a dark, gloomy-looking man, with black
hair and flaming eyes.
"Before her husband turned round again the poor woman had nodded to
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