| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Start in Life by Honore de Balzac: and paid the postage on her letters daily, being apparently unable to
let the sum accumulate.
There does not exist, or rather, there seldom exists, a criminal who
is wholly criminal. Neither do we ever meet with a dishonest nature
which is completely dishonest. It is possible for a man to cheat his
master to his own advantage, or rake in for himself alone all the hay
in the manger, but, even while laying up capital by actions more or
less illicit, there are few men who never do good ones. If only from
self-love, curiosity, or by way of variety, or by chance, every man
has his moment of beneficence; he may call it his error, he may never
do it again, but he sacrifices to Goodness, as the most surly man
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Journal of the Plague Year by Daniel Defoe: infected or who they were infected by.
A house in Whitechappel was shut up for the sake of one infected
maid, who had only spots, not the tokens come out upon her, and
recovered; yet these people obtained no liberty to stir, neither for air
or exercise, forty days. Want of breath, fear, anger, vexation, and all
the other gifts attending such an injurious treatment cast the mistress
of the family into a fever, and visitors came into the house and said it
was the plague, though the physicians declared it was not. However,
the family were obliged to begin their quarantine anew on the report
of the visitors or examiner, though their former quarantine wanted but
a few days of being finished. This oppressed them so with anger and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: to whom that task had been entrusted, slipped the end of the old
gravestone in the aperture. There now ensued a mighty heaving;
but progress was very slow, and they had of course to return to
their first position every time they failed to turn the slab and
prop the portal open.
Suddenly their desperation was magnified
a thousand fold by a sound on the steps below them. It was only
the thumping and rattling of the slain ghast's hooved body as
it rolled down to lower levels; but of all the possible causes
of that body's dislodgement and rolling, none was in the least
reassuring. Therefore, knowing the ways of Gugs, the ghouls set
The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath |
