| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Octopus by Frank Norris: whom we all must look as leader--Magnus Derrick."
The Governor's name was received with a storm of cheers. The
harness room reechoed with shouts of:
"Derrick! Derrick!"
"Magnus for President!"
"Derrick, our natural leader."
"Derrick, Derrick, Derrick for President."
Magnus rose to his feet. He made no gesture. Erect as a cavalry
officer, tall, thin, commanding, he dominated the crowd in an
instant. There was a moment's hush.
"Gentlemen," he said, "if organisation is a good word, moderation
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: any humiliation at sitting at her feet, naked and helpless. She
realised his plight, and put into his hands a garment that she had
been carrying over her arm. It was similar to the one she was
wearing, but of a darker, more masculine colour.
"Do you think you can put it on by yourself?"
He was distinctly conscious of these words, yet her voice had not
sounded.
He forced himself up to his feet, and she helped him to master the
complications of the drapery.
"Poor man - how you are suffering!" she said, in the same inaudible
language. This time he discovered that the sense of what she said
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Christ in Flanders by Honore de Balzac: come down from the heights of thought to sit among the kings of men.
Woman! instead of comforting men, thou hast tormented and afflicted
them! Knowing that thou couldst ask and have, thou hast demanded--
blood! A little flour surely should have contented thee, accustomed as
thou hast been to live on bread and to mingle water with thy wine.
Unlike all others in all things, formerly thou wouldst bid thy lovers
fast, and they obeyed. Why should thy fancies have led thee to require
things impossible? Why, like a courtesan spoiled by her lovers, hast
thou doted on follies, and left those undeceived who sought to explain
and justify all thy errors? Then came the days of thy later passions,
terrible like the love of a woman of forty years, with a fierce cry
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