| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Commission in Lunacy by Honore de Balzac: All the sorrows of the neighborhood were entered and numbered in a
book, where each had its little account, as merchants' customers have
theirs. When there was any question as to a man or a family needing
help, the lawyer could always command information from the police.
Lavienne, a man made for his master, was his aide-de-camp. He redeemed
or renewed pawn-tickets, and visited the districts most threatened
with famine, while his master was in court.
From four till seven in the morning in summer, from six till nine in
winter, this room was full of women, children, and paupers, while
Popinot gave audience. There was no need for a stove in winter; the
crowd was so dense that the air was warmed; only, Lavienne strewed
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: thought that knocked at the gates of her mind. With quivering
lips she whispered it. Then she spoke aloud:
"I will say it--hear it. I--I love him!"
"I love him!" she repeated the astounding truth, but she doubted
her identity.
"Am I still Madeline Hammond? What has happened? Who am I?"
She stood where the light from one unclosed window fell upon her
image in the mirror. "Who is this woman?"
She expected to see a familiar, dignified person, a quiet,
unruffled figure, a tranquil face with dark, proud eyes and calm,
proud lips. No, she did not see Madeline Hammond. She did not
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas: to be certain that the duke would not stir. However, the
duke contrived to hide the ball under his bolster and as
soon as the door was closed he tore off the cover of the
ball with his teeth and found underneath the following
letter:
My Lord, -- Your friends are watching over you and the hour
of your deliverance is at hand. Ask day after to-morrow to
have a pie supplied you by the new confectioner opposite the
castle, and who is no other than Noirmont, your former
maitre d'hotel. Do not open the pie till you are alone. I
hope you will be satisfied with its contents.
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