| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells: if you was a shop girl?"
She did not answer. She looked at him with distress in her brown
eyes, and he remained gloomily in possession of the field.
Presently he spoke. "I've been thinking," he said, and stopped.
She turned her face, resting her cheek on the palm of her hand.
There was a light in her eyes that made the expression of them
tender. Mr. Hoopdriver had not looked in her face while he had
talked. He had regarded the grass, and pointed his remarks with
redknuckled hands held open and palms upwards. Now they hung
limply over his knees.
"Well?" she said.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Soul of the Far East by Percival Lowell: anatomical position, is the nearest approach to surgery of which
they are guilty, and proclaims of itself the in corpore vili
character of the thing operated upon.
Nor does the painter owe anything to science. He represents
humanity simply as he sees it in its every-day costume; and it
betokens the highest powers of generalized observation that he
produces the results he does. In his drawings, man is shown, not as
he might look in the primitive, or privitive, simplicity of his
ancestral Garden of Eden, but as he does look in the ordinary wear
and tear of his present garments. Civilization has furnished him
with clothes, and he prefers, when he has his picture taken, to keep
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Human Drift by Jack London: nearer and nearer, the effort to control myself grew more severe.
The struggle was between my will, my identity, my very self, on
the one hand, and on the other, the ten thousand ancestors who
were twisted into the fibres of me and whose ghostly voices were
whispering of the dark and the fear of the dark that had been
theirs in the time when the world was dark and full of terror.
I advanced more slowly, and still the thing wavered and flitted
with strange eerie lurches. And then, right before my eyes, it
vanished. I saw it vanish. Neither to the right nor left did it
go, nor backward. Right there, while I gazed upon it, it faded
away, ceased to be. I didn't die, but I swear, from what I
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