| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: was magnificent. There was a smell of hay and some other very
sweet scent. I could see the spikes of the fence, the gaunt,
drowsy trees by the window, the road, the dark streak of
woodland, there was a serene, very bright moon in the sky and not
a single cloud, perfect stillness, not one leaf stirring. I felt
that everything was looking at me and waiting for me to die. . .
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It was uncanny. I closed the window and ran to my bed. I felt for
my pulse, and not finding it in my wrist, tried to find it in my
temple, then in my chin, and again in my wrist, and everything I
touched was cold and clammy with sweat. My breathing came more
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Merry Men by Robert Louis Stevenson: And shall I - I that dwell apart in the house of the dead, my body,
loathing its ways - shall I repeat the spell? Shall I bind another
spirit, reluctant as my own, into this bewitched and tempest-broken
tenement that I now suffer in? Shall I hand down this cursed
vessel of humanity, charge it with fresh life as with fresh poison,
and dash it, like a fire, in the faces of posterity? But my vow
has been given; the race shall cease from off the earth. At this
hour my brother is making ready; his foot will soon be on the
stair; and you will go with him and pass out of my sight for ever.
Think of me sometimes as one to whom the lesson of life was very
harshly told, but who heard it with courage; as one who loved you
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: young, red-haired adventurer to pick her up without the
formality of an introduction, in the Public Library.
She hadn't the remotest idea of his name--nor had he of
hers--yet there was something about him that seemed
oddly familiar. They must have known one another
somewhere in childhood and forgotten each other's
faces.
The sun was shining in clear, steady brilliancy in
a cloudless sky. The snow had quickly melted and it
was unusually warm for early December. They turned
into the throng of Fifth Avenue and at the corner of
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