| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Les Miserables by Victor Hugo: of sleep. On the evening of the second day he was captured.
He had neither eaten nor slept for thirty-six hours. The maritime
tribunal condemned him, for this crime, to a prolongation of his
term for three years, which made eight years. In the sixth year
his turn to escape occurred again; he availed himself of it,
but could not accomplish his flight fully. He was missing at
roll-call. The cannon were fired, and at night the patrol found
him hidden under the keel of a vessel in process of construction;
he resisted the galley guards who seized him. Escape and rebellion.
This case, provided for by a special code, was punished by an addition
of five years, two of them in the double chain. Thirteen years.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from La Grenadiere by Honore de Balzac: of Touraine and the cathedral towers aloft in air like a bit of
filigree work. How can one pay for such treasures? Could one ever pay
for the health recovered there under the linden-trees?
In the spring of one of the brightest years of the Restoration, a lady
with her housekeeper and her two children (the oldest a boy thirteen
years old, the youngest apparently about eight) came to Tours to look
for a house. She saw La Grenadiere and took it. Perhaps the distance
from the town was an inducement to live there.
She made a bedroom of the drawing-room, gave the children the two
rooms above, and the housekeeper slept in a closet behind the kitchen.
The dining-room was sitting-room and drawing-room all in one for the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: what he was blamed for; no matter how many dastardly deeds had been committed
by his depraved brothers and laid to his door, he knew he had never done a
cowardly act. That which he had committed while he was drunk he considered as
having been done by the liquor, and not by the man. He loved his power, and he
loved his name.
In all Girty's eventful, ignoble life, neither the alienation from his people,
the horror they ascribed to his power, nor the sacrifice of his life to stand
high among the savage races, nor any of the cruel deeds committed while at
war, hurt him a tithe as much as did this sanctioning the massacre of the
Christians.
Although he was a vengeful, unscrupulous, evil man, he had never acted the
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