| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Manon Lescaut by Abbe Prevost: minutely, and I only ask you then to do me justice. You wish me
to love you: this is the man whom I love, and whom I have sworn
to love during my whole life: make the comparison yourself. If
you think you can rival him in my affections, tell me at least
upon what pretensions; for I solemnly declare to you, that, in
the estimation of your most obedient humble servant, all the
princes in Italy are not worth a single one of the hairs I now
hold in my hand.'
"During this whimsical harangue, which she had apparently
prepared beforehand, I tried in vain to disengage myself, and
feeling compassion for a person of such consideration, I was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey: right through the herd. That streak was a coyote--with an oiled
an' blazin' tail! Fer I shot it an' found out. We had hell with
the herd that night, an' if the sage an' grass hadn't been
wet--we, hosses, steers, an' all would hev burned up. But I said
I wasn't goin' to tell you any of the tricks....Strange now, Miss
Withersteen, when the stampede did come it was from natural
cause-- jest a whirlin' devil of dust. You've seen the like
often. An' this wasn't no big whirl, fer the dust was mostly
settled. It had dried out in a little swale, an' ordinarily no
steer would ever hev run fer it. But the herd was nervous en'
wild. An' jest as Lassiter said, when that bunch of white steers
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: of the flier. There was the sudden whirl of propellers, the
rushing of air against her body, and, from far beneath the
shouting and the challenge from the guard.
Racing toward the south another flier sped toward Helium.
In its cabin a tall red man bent over the soft sole of an
upturned sandal. With delicate instruments he measured
the faint imprint of a small object which appeared there.
Upon a pad beside him was the outline of a key,
and here he noted the results of his measurements.
A smile played upon his lips as he completed his task and
turned to one who waited at the opposite side of the table.
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