| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey: remembered that he had been known to use it. But during the long
moment while he watched her there was nothing commonplace in the
slow-gathering might of his wrath.
"Brother Tull has talked to me," he began. "It was your father's
wish that you marry Tull, and my order. You refused
him?"
"Yes."
"You would not give up your friendship with that tramp Venters?"
"No."
"But you'll do as I order!" he thundered. "Why, Jane Withersteen,
you are in danger of becoming a heretic! You can thank your
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Before Adam by Jack London: called because of his inflamed eyes, the lids being
always red, and, by the peculiar effect they produced,
seeming to advertise the terrible savagery of him. The
color of his soul was red.
He was a monster in all ways. Physically he was a
giant. He must have weighed one hundred and seventy
pounds. He was the largest one of our kind I ever saw.
Nor did I ever see one of the Fire People so large as
he, nor one of the Tree People. Sometimes, when in the
newspapers I happen upon descriptions of our modern
bruisers and prizefighters, I wonder what chance the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Reminiscences of Tolstoy by Leo Tolstoy: young man, Mísha Stakhóvitch, who often stayed with
us.
"See what you have been and done to me, little Countess!"
she said reproachfully to my sister Tánya: "you've
introduced me to Mikhail Alexandrovitch, and I've fallen in love
with him in my old age, like a wicked woman!"
On the fifth of February, her name-day, Agáfya
Mikháilovna received a telegram of congratulation from
Stakhóvitch.
When my father heard of it, he said jokingly to
Agáfya Mikháilovna:
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