| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf: left unsaid. Then they strolled through the courtyards, and admired,
summer after summer, the proportions and the flowers, and he would tell
her things, about perspective, about architecture, as they walked, and
he would stop to look at a tree, or the view over the lake, and admire
a child--(it was his great grief--he had no daughter) in the spent so
much time in laboratories that the world when he came out seemed to
dazzle him, so that he walked slowly, lifted his hand to screen his
eyes and paused, with his head thrown back, merely to breathe the air.
Then he would tell her how his housekeeper was on her holiday; he must
buy a new carpet for the staircase. Perhaps she would go with him to
buy a new carpet for the staircase. And once something led him to talk
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells: matrimonial irregularity. And also Mr. Benham remarried. It would
certainly have been better for him if he could have produced a
sister. His school declined and his efforts to resuscitate it only
hastened its decay. Conceiving that he could now only appeal to the
broader-minded, more progressive type of parent, he became an
educational reformer, and wrote upon modernizing the curriculum with
increasing frequency to the TIMES. He expended a considerable
fraction of his dwindling capital upon a science laboratory and a
fives court; he added a London Bachelor of Science with a Teaching
Diploma to the school staff, and a library of about a thousand
volumes, including the Hundred Best Books as selected by the late
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne: "What is all that smoke passing over our heads?" inquired Nell.
"Those are clouds," answered Harry, "blown along by the westerly wind."
"Ah!" said Nell, "how I should like to feel myself carried
along in that silent whirl! And what are those shining sparks
which glance here and there between rents in the clouds?"
"Those are the stars I have told you about, Nell. So many suns they are,
so many centers of worlds like our own, most likely."
The constellations became more clearly visible as the wind
cleared the clouds from the deep blue of the firmament.
Nell gazed upon the myriad stars which sparkled overhead.
"But how is it," she said at length, "that if these are suns,
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