| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: They walked a long way that afternoon. They crossed the Park to
the westward, and then turned back and walked round the circle
about the Royal Botanical Gardens and then southwardly toward
Waterloo. They trudged and talked, and Manning struggled, as he
said, to "get the hang of it all."
It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and
unavoidable. Ann Veronica was apologetic to the bottom of her
soul. At the same time she was wildly exultant at the resolution
she had taken, the end she had made to her blunder. She had only
to get through this, to solace Manning as much as she could, to
put such clumsy plasterings on his wounds as were possible, and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from De Profundis by Oscar Wilde: the table eat of the crumbs that the children let fall. Most
people live for love and admiration. But it is by love and
admiration that we should live. If any love is shown us we should
recognise that we are quite unworthy of it. Nobody is worthy to be
loved. The fact that God loves man shows us that in the divine
order of ideal things it is written that eternal love is to be
given to what is eternally unworthy. Or if that phrase seems to be
a bitter one to bear, let us say that every one is worthy of love,
except him who thinks that he is. Love is a sacrament that should
be taken kneeling, and DOMINE, NON SUM DIGNUS should be on the lips
and in the hearts of those who receive it.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie: powers of observation.
Nevertheless, she felt she would give a good deal to overhear
what was going on. Possibly, if anything unforeseen had
happened, she might get news of Tommy. For some moments she
reflected desperately, then her face brightened. She went quickly
along the passage to Mrs. Vandemeyer's bedroom, which had long
French windows leading on to a balcony that ran the length of the
flat. Slipping quickly through the window, Tuppence crept
noiselessly along till she reached the boudoir window. As she had
thought it stood a little ajar, and the voices within were
plainly audible.
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