| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Prince of Bohemia by Honore de Balzac: " 'We live in grand style,' said he, smiling; 'we are free. Each is
independent.'
"We were admitted. Du Bruel spoke to Claudine. 'I have asked a few
people to dinner to-day--"
" 'Just like you!' cried she. 'You ask people without speaking to me;
I count for nothing here.--Now' (taking me as arbitrator by a glance)
'I ask you yourself. When a man has been so foolish as to live with a
woman of my sort; for, after all, I was an opera dancer--yes, I ought
always to remember that, if other people are to forget it--well, under
those circumstances, a clever man seeking to raise his wife in public
opinion would do his best to impose her upon the world as a remarkable
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson: possible, to undo the evil done by Hyde. And thus his conscience
slumbered.
Into the details of the infamy at which I thus connived (for
even now I can scarce grant that I committed it) I have no design
of entering; I mean but to point out the warnings and the
successive steps with which my chastisement approached. I met
with one accident which, as it brought on no consequence, I shall
no more than mention. An act of cruelty to a child aroused
against me the anger of a passer-by, whom I recognised the other
day in the person of your kinsman; the doctor and the child's
family joined him; there were moments when I feared for my life;
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: and rusty cinders rising out of it all, and the sea in a kind of bay
in the middle.
"The dawn, I say, was just coming, and there wasn't much colour
about things, and not a human being but ourselves anywhere in sight
up or down the channel. Except the Pride of Banya, lying out beyond
a lump of rocks towards the line of the sea.
"Not a human being in sight," he repeated, and paused.
"I don't know where they came from, not a bit. And we were feeling
so safe that we were all alone that poor young Sanders was a-singing.
I was in Jimmy Goggles, all except the helmet. 'Easy,' says Always,
'there's her mast.' And after I'd had just one squint over the gunwale,
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