| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: trade, and after a year and a half of hard study and hard work
the U.S. inspectors rigorously examined me through a couple of
long sittings and decided that I knew every inch of the
Mississippi--thirteen hundred miles--in the dark and in the day--
as well as a baby knows the way to its mother's paps day or
night. So they licensed me as a pilot--knighted me, so to speak
--and I rose up clothed with authority, a responsible servant of
the United States Government.
Now then. Shakespeare died young--he was only fifty-two.
He had lived in his native village twenty-six years, or about
that. He died celebrated (if you believe everything you read in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Danny's Own Story by Don Marquis: and he swings his strap. I throwed up my arm,
and it cut me acrost the knuckles. I run in on him,
and he dropped the strap and fetched me an open-
handed smack plumb on the mouth that jarred my
head back and like to of busted it loose. Then I
got right mad, and I run in on him agin, and this
time I got to him, and wrastled with him.
Well, sir, I never was so surprised in all my life
before. Fur I hadn't had holt on him more'n
a minute before I seen I'm stronger than Hank is.
I throwed him, and he hit the ground with con-
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Unsocial Socialist by George Bernard Shaw: temper and marry me. Then I shall have the place to myself."
"He can't divorce me for that, thank goodness. You don't know
what you're talking about."
Agatha laughed. "Come," she said good-humoredly, "don't be an old
ass, Jane. Wash your face before anyone sees it, and remember
what I have told you about Sir Charles."
"It is very hard to be called an ass in one's own house."
"It is harder to be treated as one, like your husband. I am going
to look for him in the billiard room."
Jane ran after her, and caught her by the sleeve.
"Agatha," she pleaded, "promise me that you won't be mean. Say
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