| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from War and the Future by H. G. Wells: common, that he has never been drawn into the whirl of collective
life in any real and assimilative fashion. This is what is the
matter with both of them. He is a little loose, shy, independent
person. Except for eating and drinking--in moderation, he has
never done anything real from the day he was born. He has
frequently not even faced the common challenge of matrimony.
Still more frequently is he childless, or the daring parent of
one particular child. He has never traded nor manufactured. He
has drawn his dividends or his salary with an entire
unconsciousness of any obligations to policemen or navy for these
punctual payments. Probably he has never ventured even to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: she would not marry any one. She would end this sham with
Manning. It ought never to have begun. It was cheating, pitiful
cheating. And then if some day Capes wanted her--saw fit to
alter his views upon friendship. . . .
Dim possibilities that she would not seem to look at even to
herself gesticulated in the twilight background of her mind.
She leaped suddenly at a desperate resolution, and in one moment
had made it into a new self. She flung aside every plan she had
in life, every discretion. Of course, why not? She would be
honest, anyhow!
She turned her eyes to Manning.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Passion in the Desert by Honore de Balzac: Twice he placed his hand on his scimiter, intending to cut off the
head of his enemy; but the difficulty of cutting the stiff short hair
compelled him to abandon this daring project. To miss would be to die
for CERTAIN, he thought; he preferred the chances of fair fight, and
made up his mind to wait till morning; the morning did not leave him
long to wait.
He could now examine the panther at ease; its muzzle was smeared with
blood.
"She's had a good dinner," he thought, without troubling himself as to
whether her feast might have been on human flesh. "She won't be hungry
when she gets up."
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