| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Eve and David by Honore de Balzac: its ways."
"What a child he is!" exclaimed Eve. "It is impossible to bear you any
grudge."
"Then do you imagine, my dear girl, that I sent for all this with the
silly idea of shining in Angouleme? I don't care THAT for Angouleme"
(twirling his cane with the engraved gold knob). "I intend to repair
the wrong I have done, and this is my battle array."
Lucien's success in this kind was his one real triumph; but the
triumph, be it said, was immense. If admiration freezes some people's
tongues, envy loosens at least as many more, and if women lost their
heads over Lucien, men slandered him. He might have cried, in the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: himself wisely: and Saul set him over the men of war, and he was
accepted in the sight of all the people, and also in the sight of Saul's
servants.
SA1 18:6 And it came to pass as they came, when David was returned from
the slaughter of the Philistine, that the women came out of all cities
of Israel, singing and dancing, to meet king Saul, with tabrets, with
joy, and with instruments of musick.
SA1 18:7 And the women answered one another as they played, and said,
Saul hath slain his thousands, and David his ten thousands.
SA1 18:8 And Saul was very wroth, and the saying displeased him; and he
said, They have ascribed unto David ten thousands, and to me they have
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: smiled as if he were smiling on purpose. Extreme surprise,
for a moment, kept Gertrude sitting still; then she rose,
without even keeping her finger in her book. The young man,
with his hat in his hand, still looked at her, smiling and smiling.
It was very strange.
"Will you kindly tell me," said the mysterious visitor, at last,
"whether I have the honor of speaking to Miss Went-worth?"
"My name is Gertrude Wentworth," murmured the young woman.
"Then--then--I have the honor--the pleasure--of being your cousin."
The young man had so much the character of an apparition that this
announcement seemed to complete his unreality. "What cousin?
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