| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: touch of womanly pity, 'I would come away from here if I were
you, for indeed you are not fit.'
Sure enough Mr. Archer's pallor and agitation had continued
to increase; his cheeks were deathly, his clenched fingers
trembled pitifully. 'The weakness is physical,' he sighed,
and had nearly fallen. Nance led him from the spot, and he
was no sooner back in the tower-stair, than he fell heavily
against the wall and put his arm across his eyes. A cup of
brandy had to be brought him before he could descend to
breakfast; and the perfection of Nance's dream was for the
first time troubled.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Travels of Sir John Mandeville by Sir John Mandeville: thousand cities, and of towns without number. This country is full
great, for it hath twelve principal kings in twelve provinces, and
every of those Kings have many kings under them, and all they be
obeissant to the great Chan. And his land and his lordship dureth
so far, that a man may not go from one head to another, neither by
sea ne land, the space of seven year. And through the deserts of
his lordship, there as men may find no towns, there be inns
ordained by every journey, to receive both man and horse, in the
which they shall find plenty of victual, and of all things that
they need for to go by the country.
And there is a marvellous custom in that country (but it is
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Faith of Men by Jack London: they have been long denied. This same wistfulness was in
Pentfield's face, and the groan of it was articulate in the heave
of his shoulders.
"I dreamed last night I was in Zinkand's," he said. "The music
playing, glasses clinking, voices humming, women laughing, and I
was ordering eggs--yes, sir, eggs, fried and boiled and poached and
scrambled, and in all sorts of ways, and downing them as fast as
they arrived."
"I'd have ordered salads and green things," Hutchinson criticized
hungrily, "with a big, rare, Porterhouse, and young onions and
radishes,--the kind your teeth sink into with a crunch."
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