| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: of her life. Her own sister, she told me, had seduced her husband
from her after many years of married life, and the pair had fled,
leaving her destitute, with the little girl upon her hands. She
seemed quite hopeful and cheery, and, though she was unaffectedly
sorry for the loss of her husband's earnings, she made no pretence of
despair at the loss of his affection; some day she would meet the
fugitives, and the law would see her duly righted, and in the
meantime the smallest contribution was gratefully received. While
she was telling all this in the most matter-of-fact way, I had been
noticing the approach of a tall man, with a high white hat and
darkish clothes. He came up the hill at a rapid pace, and joined our
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from My Aunt Margaret's Mirror by Walter Scott: the gold of the wealthy, it is but to bestow it on the poor; nor
do I ever accept more than the sum I have already received from
your servant. Put up your purse, madam; an adept needs not your
gold,"
Lady Bothwell, considering this rejection of her sister's offer
as a mere trick of an empiric, to induce her to press a larger
sum upon him, and willing that the scene should be commenced and
ended, offered some gold in turn, observing that it was only to
enlarge the sphere of his charity.
"Let Lady Bothwell enlarge the sphere of her own charity," said
the Paduan, "not merely in giving of alms, in which I know she is
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde: and he hated him for that, hated him through some curious
race-instinct for which he could not account, and which for that
reason was all the more dominant within him. He was conscious
also of the shallowness and vanity of his mother's nature,
and in that saw infinite peril for Sibyl and Sibyl's happiness.
Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they
judge them; sometimes they forgive them.
His mother! He had something on his mind to ask of her,
something that he had brooded on for many months of silence.
A chance phrase that he had heard at the theatre, a whispered
sneer that had reached his ears one night as he waited at
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