| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from American Notes by Rudyard Kipling: Not so those delightful people from New Hampshire. They were
good enough to treat him--it sounds almost incredible--as a human
being, possibly respectable, probably not in immediate need of
financial assistance.
Papa talked pleasantly and to the point.
The little maiden strove valiantly with the accent of her birth
and that of her rearing, and mamma smiled benignly in the
background.
Balance this with a story of a young English idiot I met mooning
about inside his high collar, attended by a valet. He
condescended to tell me that "you can't be too careful who you
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James: "Very jolly place, isn't it?" said Lord Lambeth.
"It's a very jolly place to sit."
"Very charming," said the young girl. "I often sit here;
there are all kinds of cozy corners--as if they had been
made on purpose."
"Ah! I suppose you have had some of them made," said the young man.
Miss Alden looked at him a moment. "Oh no, we have had nothing made.
It's pure nature."
"I should think you would have a few little benches--rustic seats
and that sort of thing. It might be so jolly to sit here, you know,"
Lord Lambeth went on.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Sentimental Journey by Laurence Sterne: THE beautiful grisette rose up when I said this, and going behind
the counter, reach'd down a parcel and untied it: I advanced to the
side over against her: they were all too large. The beautiful
grisette measured them one by one across my hand. - It would not
alter their dimensions. - She begg'd I would try a single pair,
which seemed to be the least. - She held it open; - my hand slipped
into it at once. - It will not do, said I, shaking my head a
little. - No, said she, doing the same thing.
There are certain combined looks of simple subtlety, - where whim,
and sense, and seriousness, and nonsense, are so blended, that all
the languages of Babel set loose together, could not express them;
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