| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fables by Robert Louis Stevenson: And the spirits of the dead stirred in the cairn like ants; and
they spoke: "You have broken the roof of our cairn and let in the
noon between our ribs; and you have the strength of the still-
living. But what virtue have we? what power? or what jewel here in
the dust with us, that any living man should covet or receive it?
for we are less than nothing. But we tell you one thing, speaking
with many voices like bees, that the way is plain before all like
the grooves of launching: So forth into life and fear not, for so
did we all in the ancient ages." And their voices passed away like
an eddy in a river.
"Now," said the Poor Thing, "they have told you a lesson, but make
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Court Life in China by Isaac Taylor Headland: autumn of this year I have been ill and have not been able to
assist in the multitudinous affairs of government with
tranquillity. Appetite and the power to sleep have gone. This has
continued for a long time until my strength is exhausted and I
have not dared to rest for even a day. On the 21st of this moon
[November 14th] came the sorrow of the death of the late Emperor,
and I was unable to control myself, so that my illness increased
till I was unable to rise from my bed. I look back upon our fifty
years of sorrow and trouble. I have been continually in a state
of high tension without a moment's respite. Now a reform in the
method of government has been commenced and there begins to be a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling: watching the woman from underneath it. Another was chewing his
moustache and smiling quietly as if he were witnessing a play. Full
in the open space in the centre, by the whist-tables, the Senior
Subaltern's terrier was hunting for fleas. I remember all this as
clearly as though a photograph were in my hand. I remember the look
of horror on the Senior Subaltern's face. It was rather like seeing
a man hanged; but much more interesting. Finally, the woman wound
up by saying that the Senior Subaltern carried a double F. M. in
tattoo on his left shoulder. We all knew that, and to our innocent
minds it seemed to clinch the matter. But one of the Bachelor
Majors said very politely:--"I presume that your marriage
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