| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy: carpet-bag glowed from the corner of the room.
Having toned her feelings and arranged words on her lips for
Mr. Henchard, and for him alone, she was for the moment
confounded.
"Yes, what it is?" said the Scotchman, like a man who
permanently ruled there.
She said she wanted to see Mr. Henchard.
"Ah, yes; will you wait a minute? He's engaged just now,"
said the young man, apparently not recognizing her as the
girl at the inn. He handed her a chair, bade her sit down
and turned to his sample-bags again. While Elizabeth-Jane
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Alkahest by Honore de Balzac: unexpectedness of passion to this noble creature, inspired Balthazar
with a love that was well-nigh chivalric.
CHAPTER III
The marriage took place at the beginning of the year 1795. Husband and
wife came to Douai that the first days of their union might be spent
in the patriarchal house of the Claes,--the treasures of which were
increased by those of Mademoiselle de Temninck, who brought with her
several fine pictures of Murillo and Velasquez, the diamonds of her
mother, and the magnificent wedding-gifts, made to her by her brother,
the Duke of Casa-Real.
Few women were ever happier than Madame Claes. Her happiness lasted
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: such blasphemous outer spheres. Whateley saw how things stood,
and tried to answer lightly.
'Wal, all right, ef ye feel that
way abaout it. Maybe Harvard won't be so fussy as yew be.' And
without saying more he rose and strode out of the building, stooping
at each doorway.
Armitage heard the savage yelping of the great
watchdog, and studied Whateley's gorilla-like lope as he crossed
the bit of campus visible from the window. He thought of the wild
tales he had heard, and recalled the old Sunday stories in the
Advertiser; these things, and the lore he had picked up from Dunwich
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