| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: A new pool, large as a little lake, shone in the sunlight, and round it a
jostling horned mass of cattle were pressing against a high corral. The
flume that fed water to the pool was fenced all the way up to the
springs.
Jack slowly rode down the ridge with eyes roving under the cedars and up
to the wall. Not a man was in sight.
When he got to the fire he saw that it was not many hours old and was
surrounded by fresh boot and horse tracks in the dust. Piles of slender
pine logs, trimmed flat on one side, were proof of somebody's intention
to erect a cabin. In a rage he flung himself from the saddle. It was
not many moments' work for him to push part of the fire under the fence,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Firm of Nucingen by Honore de Balzac: this consideration he has come round his man, till Palma says, 'This
will not do for me.'--The most extraordinary thing about Palma, to my
mind, is the fact that he and Werbrust were partners for ten years,
and there was never the shadow of a disagreement between them."
"That is the way with the very strong or the very weak; any two
between the extremes fall out and lose no time in making enemies of
each other," said Couture.
"Nucingen, you see, had neatly and skilfully put a little bombshell
under the colonnades of the Bourse, and towards four o'clock in the
afternoon it exploded.--'Here is something serious; have you heard the
news?' asked du Tillet, drawing Werbrust into a corner. 'Here is
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris: the room. He cleared his throat till the glassware jingled. He
pulled at his mustache. He perspired, fumed, fretted, and was
suddenly seized with an insane desire to laugh. Once only he
caught the eye of K. D. B., calmly sitting in her corner, picking
daintily at her fish, whereupon he immediately overturned the
vinegar and pepper casters upon the floor. Just so might have
behaved an overgrown puppy in the presence of a sleepy,
unperturbed chessy-cat, dozing by the fire.
"He ought to be shaken," murmured Blix at the end of her patience.
"Does he think SHE is going to make the first move?"
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