| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: longer where they were, for the sun was blotted from the
skies. And at last the ship struck on a shoal, amid low
isles of mud and sand, and the waves rolled over her and
through her, and the heroes lost all hope of life.
Then Jason cried to Hera, 'Fair queen, who hast befriended us
till now, why hast thou left us in our misery, to die here
among unknown seas? It is hard to lose the honour which we
have won with such toil and danger, and hard never to see
Hellas again, and the pleasant bay of Pagasai.'
Then out and spoke the magic bough which stood upon the
ARGO'S beak, 'Because Father Zeus is angry, all this has
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Two Brothers by Honore de Balzac: all gave an indescribably debauched and libidinous expression to his
appearance. He wore an old iron-gray overcoat decorated with the red
ribbon of an officer of the Legion of honor, which met with difficulty
over a gastronomic stomach in keeping with a mouth that stretched from
ear to ear, and a pair of powerful shoulders. The torso was supported
by a spindling pair of legs, while the rubicund tints on the cheek-
bones bore testimony to a rollicking life. The lower part of the
cheeks, which were deeply wrinkled, overhung a coat-collar of velvet
the worse for wear. Among other adornments, the ex-dragoon wore
enormous gold rings in his ears.
"What a 'noceur'!" thought Joseph, using a popular expression, meaning
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: and there shall you find a wife by my providing."
So the man rose and put forth his boat at the time of the
sunsetting; and the Poor Thing sat in the prow, and the spray blew
through his bones like snow, and the wind whistled in his teeth,
and the boat dipped not with the weight of him.
"I am fearful to see you, my son," said the man. " For methinks
you are no thing of God."
"It is only the wind that whistles in my teeth," said the Poor
Thing, "and there is no life in me to keep it out."
So they came to the little isle of sheep, where the surf burst all
about it in the midst of the sea, and it was all green with
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