| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from De Profundis by Oscar Wilde: our own rank it is different. With us, prison makes a man a
pariah. I, and such as I am, have hardly any right to air and sun.
Our presence taints the pleasures of others. We are unwelcome when
we reappear. To revisit the glimpses of the moon is not for us.
Our very children are taken away. Those lovely links with humanity
are broken. We are doomed to be solitary, while our sons still
live. We are denied the one thing that might heal us and keep us,
that might bring balm to the bruised heart, and peace to the soul
in pain. . . .
I must say to myself that I ruined myself, and that nobody great or
small can be ruined except by his own hand. I am quite ready to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Enoch Arden, &c. by Alfred Tennyson: What lovelier of his own had he than her,
His only child, his Edith, whom he loved
As heiress and not heir regretfully?
But `he that marries her marries her name'
This fiat somewhat soothed himself and wife,
His wife a faded beauty of the Baths,
Insipid as the Queen upon a card;
Her all of thought and bearing hardly more
Than his own shadow in a sickly sun.
A land of hops and poppy-mingled corn,
Little about it stirring save a brook!
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: then he dropped low beneath them, swung a terrific right to the
side of the beast's jaw as he side-stepped his rushing body, and
swinging quickly about stood ready over the fallen ape where
he sprawled upon the ground.
It was a surprised anthropoid that attempted to scramble to
its feet. Froth flecked its hideous lips. Red were the little eyes.
Blood curdling roars tumbled from the deep chest. But it did
not reach its feet. The Killer stood waiting above it, and the
moment that the hairy chin came upon the proper level another
blow that would have felled an ox sent the ape over backward.
Again and again the beast struggled to arise, but each time
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