| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: sword, and rushed upon the club-bearer, and the club-bearer
rushed on him.
Thrice he struck at Theseus, and made him bend under the
blows like a sapling; but Theseus guarded his head with his
left arm, and the mantle which was wrapt around it.
And thrice Theseus sprang upright after the blow, like a
sapling when the storm is past; and he stabbed at the club-
bearer with his sword, but the loose folds of the bearskin
saved him.
Then Theseus grew mad, and closed with him, and caught him by
the throat, and they fell and rolled over together; but when
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Hated Son by Honore de Balzac: confidant, his friend. In the morning when he crossed the glowing
sands of the beach and came upon his rocks, he divined the temper of
the ocean from a single glance; he could see landscapes on its
surface; he hovered above the face of the waters, like an angel coming
down from heaven. When the joyous, mischievous white mists cast their
gossamer before him, like a veil before the face of a bride, he
followed their undulations and caprices with the joy of a lover. His
thought, married with that grand expression of the divine thought,
consoled him in his solitude, and the thousand outlooks of his soul
peopled its desert with glorious fantasies. He ended at last by
divining in the motions of the sea its close communion with the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: his last night's drinking in some tavern. There were times when I was
tempted to lend him a round sum, and see the last of him for good; but
this would have been to see the last of Catriona as well, for which I
was scarcely so prepared; and besides, it went against my conscience to
squander my good money on one who was so little of a husband.
CHAPTER XXVII - A TWOSOME
I BELIEVE it was about the fifth day, and I know at least that James
was in one of his fits of gloom, when I received three letters. The
first was from Alan, offering to visit me in Leyden; the other two were
out of Scotland and prompted by the same affair, which was the death of
my uncle and my own complete accession to my rights. Rankeillor's was,
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