| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: will come higher than his child-brain that lie in his tomb for centuries,
that grow not yet to our stature, and that do only work selfish and
therefore small. Here comes Madam Mina. Not a word to her of her trance!
She knows it not, and it would overwhelm her and make despair just when we
want all her hope, all her courage, when most we want all her great brain
which is trained like man's brain, but is of sweet woman and have a special
power which the Count give her, and which he may not take away altogether,
though he think not so. Hush! Let me speak, and you shall learn. Oh, John,
my friend, we are in awful straits. I fear, as I never feared before.
We can only trust the good God. Silence! Here she comes!"
I thought that the Professor was going to break down and have hysterics,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Ideal Husband by Oscar Wilde: expression is troubled. After a little time she is joined by some of
the guests, and passes with them into another reception-room.]
MABEL CHILTERN. What a horrid woman!
LORD GORING. You should go to bed, Miss Mabel.
MABEL CHILTERN. Lord Goring!
LORD GORING. My father told me to go to bed an hour ago. I don't
see why I shouldn't give you the same advice. I always pass on good
advice. It is the only thing to do with it. It is never of any use
to oneself.
MABEL CHILTERN. Lord Goring, you are always ordering me out of the
room. I think it most courageous of you. Especially as I am not
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Mansfield Park by Jane Austen: been unfounded. She was occasionally useful to all;
she was perhaps as much at peace as any.
There was a great deal of needlework to be done, moreover,
in which her help was wanted; and that Mrs. Norris
thought her quite as well off as the rest, was evident
by the manner in which she claimed it--"Come, Fanny,"
she cried, "these are fine times for you, but you must
not be always walking from one room to the other,
and doing the lookings-on at your ease, in this way;
I want you here. I have been slaving myself till I
can hardly stand, to contrive Mr. Rushworth's cloak
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