| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: very agreeably, but which were now full of an unrestrained
sadness. Her brown hair was very untidy and parted at the
side like a man's. Then he noted that she seemed to be very
untidily dressed as if she was that rare and, to him, very
offensive thing, a woman careless of her beauty. She was
short in proportion to her broad figure and her broad
forehead.
"You are Dr. Martineau?" she said. "He talked of you." As she
spoke her glance went from him to the pictures that stood
about the room. She walked up to the painting and stood in
front of it with her distressed gaze wandering about her.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Reminiscences of Tolstoy by Leo Tolstoy: that's the worst thing of all!
"It will be my turn to die soon; a year sooner or later, what
does it matter? But to lie helpless, a burden to every one, to
have others doing everything for you, lifting you and helping you
to sit up, that's what's so awful.
"And how does he endure it? Got used to it, you say? No; I
cannot imagine having Vera to change my linen and wash me. Of
course she would say that it's nothing to her, but for me it would
be awful.
"And tell me, is he afraid to die? Does he say not? Very
likely; he's a strong man, he may be able to conquer the fear of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dust by Mr. And Mrs. Haldeman-Julius: hard to be certain, but the more he thought about it the more
hope he began to feel that she would yet be wholly his. Her
admiration and trust belonged to him now, but there might be
moral scruples which he would have to overcome. There would be
the difficulty of convincing her that she would be doing her aunt
no wrong. She would gain courage, however, from his own
heedlessness. That same daring which he had just shown with the
older Rose and which had impressed her into silence would
eventually move his flower to him. He had thrown down the bars.
Secrecy was now out of the question and it was well that he was
moving thus in the open. Rose might shrink at first from the
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