| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs: "Before we go further, sir, I should like an explanation of
the events which have just transpired. By what right, sir, did
you interfere between my daughter and Mr. Canler? I had
promised him her hand, sir, and regardless of our personal
likes or dislikes, sir, that promise must be kept."
"I interfered, Professor Porter," replied Tarzan, "because
your daughter does not love Mr. Canler--she does not wish
to marry him. That is enough for me to know."
"You do not know what you have done," said Professor
Porter. "Now he will doubtless refuse to marry her."
"He most certainly will," said Tarzan, emphatically.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: those produced by dank warehouses, gloomy crypts, and deep mines. And as
sailors feel the loom of the land on dark nights, so I think I feel the loom
of your body. But it is all very vague and intangible."
Long we talked that last morning in his laboratory; and when I turned to go,
he put his unseen hand in mine with nervous grip, and said, "Now I shall
conquer the world!" And I could not dare to tell him of Paul Tichlorne's equal
success.
At home I found a note from Paul, asking me to come up immediately, and it was
high noon when I came spinning up the driveway on my wheel. Paul called me
from the tennis court, and I dismounted and went over. But the court was
empty. As I stood there, gaping open-mouthed, a tennis ball struck me on the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Charmides and Other Poems by Oscar Wilde: Upon the mirrored floor, and argosies
Of fishes flecked with tawny scales will thread
The drifting cordage of the shattered wreck,
And honey-coloured amber beads our twining limbs will deck.'
But when that baffled Lord of War the Sun
With gaudy pennon flying passed away
Into his brazen House, and one by one
The little yellow stars began to stray
Across the field of heaven, ah! then indeed
She feared his lips upon her lips would never care to feed,
And cried, 'Awake, already the pale moon
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