The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Horse's Tale by Mark Twain: out her prodigal love upon every creature that will take it, high
or low, Christian or pagan, feathered or furred; and none has
declined it to date, and none ever will, I think. But she has a
temper, and sometimes it catches fire and flames up, and is likely
to burn whatever is near it; but it is soon over, the passion goes
as quickly as it comes. Of course she has an Indian name already;
Indians always rechristen a stranger early. Thunder-Bird attended
to her case. He gave her the Indian equivalent for firebug, or
fire-fly. He said:
"'Times, ver' quiet, ver' soft, like summer night, but when she mad
she blaze."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: blow gets the lady's smiles. But it's my opinion that, for all
her haughty ways, miss would rather have our honest fighting lad
than a roomful of the imitation toy kind."
A couple of miles from the outskirts of the city the wagons
separated, and each was driven to the assigned place for the
hiding of the rifles till night. At the edge of the town Bucky
made arrangements to join his friend again at the monument in the
centre of the plaza within fifteen minutes. He was to bring his
little partner with him, and O'Halloran was to take them to a
place where they might lie in hiding till the time set for the
rising.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Beast in the Jungle by Henry James: "We mightn't, as it were, have got across--?"
"To where we are--no. We're HERE"--she made her weak emphasis.
"And much good does it do us!" was her friend's frank comment.
"It does us the good it can. It does us the good that IT isn't
here. It's past. It's behind," said May Bartram. "Before--" but
her voice dropped.
He had got up, not to tire her, but it was hard to combat his
yearning. She after all told him nothing but that his light had
failed--which he knew well enough without her. "Before--?" he
blankly echoed.
"Before you see, it was always to COME. That kept it present."
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