| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Man of Business by Honore de Balzac: Denisart, with a ribbon in his button-hole, followed the example.
Croizeau chose to look upon Denisart as a rival. '/Monsieur/,' he said
afterwards, 'I did not know what to buy for you!'
"That speech should give you an idea of the man. The Sieur Croizeau
happens to belong to a particular class of old man which should be
known as 'Coquerels' since Henri Monnier's time; so well did Monnier
render the piping voice, the little mannerisms, little queue, little
sprinkling of powder, little movements of the head, prim little
manner, and tripping gait in the part of Coquerel in /La Famille
Improvisee/. This Croizeau used to hand over his halfpence with a
flourish and a 'There, fair lady!'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: help-mate; and he must in part deserve her, or the treasure is but
won for a moment to be lost. Fleeming chanced if you will (and
indeed all these opportunities are as 'random as blind man's buff')
upon a wife who was worthy of him; but he had the wit to know it,
the courage to wait and labour for his prize, and the tenderness
and chivalry that are required to keep such prizes precious. Upon
this point he has himself written well, as usual with fervent
optimism, but as usual (in his own phrase) with a truth sticking in
his head.
'Love,' he wrote, 'is not an intuition of the person most suitable
to us, most required by us; of the person with whom life flowers
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: canvas till you're ready to just let go and cry like a baby.
Clothes? She won't be able to tell a bundle of skirts from a gold
pan or a tea-kettle."
"Kind of think we were wrong in letting her go, then?"
"Not a bit of it. So help me, Dick, she'd 'a' made this tent a
hell for the rest of the trip if we hadn't. Trouble with her
she's got too much spirit. This'll tone it down a bit."
"Yes," Dick admitted, "she's too ambitious. But then Molly's all
right. A cussed little fool to tackle a trip like this, but a
plucky sight better than those pick-me-up-and-carry-me kind of
women. She's the stock that carried you and me, Tommy, and you've
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