| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moran of the Lady Letty by Frank Norris: However, Wilbur and Moran sought out Hoang, whom they found as
they had left him--bound upon the floor of the cabin.
"Now we have a talk--savvy?" Wilbur told him as he loosed the
ropes about his wrists and ankles. "We got our loot back from
you, old man, and we got one of your men into the bargain. You
woke up the wrong crowd, Hoang, when you went up against this
outfit. You're in a bad way, my friend. Your junk is wrecked;
all your oil and blubber from the whale is lost; four of your men
have run away, one is killed, another one we caught and let go,
another one has been hamstrung; and you yourself are our prisoner,
with your teeth filed down to your gums. Now," continued Wilbur,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott: shower bath had suddenly fallen upon her, for such an unexpected
turning of the tables actually took her breath away. At the odd
sound the lovers turned and saw her. Meg jumped up, looking both
proud and shy, but `that man', as Jo called him, actually laughed
and said coolly, as he kissed the astonished newcomer, "Sister Jo,
congratulate us!"
That was adding insult to injury, it was altogether too much,
and making some wild demonstration with her hands, Jo vanished
without a word. Rushing upstairs, she startled the invalids by
exclaiming tragically as she burst into the room, "Oh, do somebody
go down quick! John Brooke is acting dreadfully, and Meg likes it!"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas: D'Artagnan colored a little, and coughed to keep his
countenance. Monk did not stir.
"You do not believe what I tell you, M. Monk," continued the
king. "I can understand that, -- such proofs of devotion are
so rare, that their reality may well be put in doubt."
"Monsieur would do wrong not to believe you, sire," cried
D'Artagnan: "for that which your majesty has said is the
exact truth, and the truth so exact that it seems, in going
to fetch the general, I have done something which sets
everything wrong. In truth, if it be so, I am in despair."
"Monsieur d'Artagnan," said the king, pressing the hand of
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