| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: that you are wrong in your most unsatisfactory conclusions."
"I am out-voted anyway," said Bickley, "and for the rest,
Bastin, look after yourself and leave me alone. I will add that
on the whole I think you are both right, and that it is wisest
for us to stop where we are, for after all we can only die once."
"I am not so sure, Bickley. There is a thing called the second
death, which is what is troubling that old scoundrel, Oro. Now I
will go and look for those books."
So the idea of flight was abandoned, although I admit that even
to myself it had attractions. For I felt that I was being wrapped
in a net of mysteries from which I saw no escape. Yes, and of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Case of the Registered Letter by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: old times. Otherwise I did not take particularly to the man, and
as I came to know him better I noticed that he never mentioned that
part of his life which lay back of the years in Chicago. I asked a
casual question once or twice as to his home and family, but he
evaded me every time, and would not give a direct answer. He was
evidently a German by birth and education, a man with university
training, and one who knew life thoroughly. He had delightful
manners, and when he could forget his shyness for a while, he could
be very agreeable. The ladies of my family came to like him, and
encouraged him to call frequently. Then the thing happened that I
should not have believed possible. My ward, Miss Roemer, a quiet,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: When the forest was at an end we found ourselves at the foot of an
alp which sloped steeply up to the Five Towers of Averau. The
effect of these enormous masses of rock, standing out in lonely
grandeur, like the ruins of some forsaken habitation of giants, was
tremendous. Seen from far below in the valley their form was
picturesque and striking; but as we sat beside the clear, cold
spring which gushes out at the foot of the largest tower, the
Titanic rocks seemed to hang in the air above us as if they would
overawe us into a sense of their majesty. We felt it to the full;
yet none the less, but rather the more, could we feel at the same
time the delicate and ethereal beauty of the fringed gentianella
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