| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: Nobody seemed to doubt our capacities in this direction, but
one inquiring spirit in a wicker crate did ask how it came about
that if we controlled the ocean we had arrived in half a canoe
instead of a whole one.
Bickley replied to the effect that it was because the gods
always travelled in half-canoes to show their higher nature,
which seemed to satisfy everyone. Then we announced that we had
seen enough of them for that day and would retire to think.
Meanwhile we should be obliged if they would build us a house and
keep us supplied with whatever food they had.
"Do the gods eat?" asked the sceptic again.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: Moreens - very shabby ones this time, but the best in the house -
and before the interrupted service of the table, with objects
displaced almost as if there had been a scuffle and a great wine-
stain from an overturned bottle, Pemberton couldn't blink the fact
that there had been a scene of the last proprietary firmness. The
storm had come - they were all seeking refuge. The hatches were
down, Paula and Amy were invisible - they had never tried the most
casual art upon Pemberton, but he felt they had enough of an eye to
him not to wish to meet him as young ladies whose frocks had been
confiscated - and Ulick appeared to have jumped overboard. The
host and his staff, in a word, had ceased to "go on" at the pace of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: bring me up to think a Porta must be a monster. How could I know that
one of those whom you thought you had killed survived? Is it not
natural that you should now yield your vendetta to my feelings?"
"A Porta!" repeated Piombo. "If his father had found you in your bed
you would not be living now; he would have taken your life a hundred
times."
"It may be so," she answered; "but his son has given me life, and more
than life. To see Luigi is a happiness without which I cannot live.
Luigi has revealed to me the world of sentiments. I may, perhaps, have
seen faces more beautiful than his, but none has ever charmed me thus;
I may have heard voices--no, no, never any so melodious! Luigi loves
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