| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Exiles by Honore de Balzac: the three. Indeed, nobody, not even the stoutest man, could deny that
Nature had bestowed exceptional powers on this being, who seemed
almost supernatural. Though his eyes were somewhat deeply shaded by
the wide sockets fringed with long eyebrows, they were set, like a
kite's eyes, in eyelids so broad, and bordered by so dark a circle
sharply defined on his cheek, that they seemed rather prominent. These
singular eyes had in them something indescribably domineering and
piercing, which took possession of the soul by a grave and thoughtful
look, a look as bright and lucid as that of a serpent or a bird, but
which held one fascinated and crushed by the swift communication of
some tremendous sorrow, or of some super-human power.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Octopus by Frank Norris: as a field-mouse, jack-rabbits started up at every moment as the
line went forward. At first, they appeared singly and at long
intervals; then in twos and threes, as the drive continued to
advance. They leaped across the plain, and stopped in the
distance, sitting up with straight ears, then ran on again, were
joined by others; sank down flush to the soil--their ears
flattened; started up again, ran to the side, turned back once
more, darted away with incredible swiftness, and were lost to
view only to be replaced by a score of others.
Gradually, the number of jacks to be seen over the expanse of
stubble in front of the line of teams increased. Their antics
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from House of Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne: afford her a side-long entrance. As Hepzibah, in order not to
expose herself to inspection from without, invariably opened a
door in this manner, Phoebe necessarily concluded that it was her
cousin who now admitted her.
Without hesitation, therefore, she stepped across the threshold,
and had no sooner entered than the door closed behind her.
XX The Flower of Eden
PHOEBE, coming so suddenly from the sunny daylight, was altogether
bedimmed in such density of shadow as lurked in most of the
passages of the old house. She was not at first aware by whom
she had been admitted. Before her eyes had adapted themselves
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