| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Human Drift by Jack London: Also, I am learning to throw leather. If any tyro thinks it is
easy to take a short-handled, long-lashed whip, and throw the end
of that lash just where he wants it, let him put on automobile
goggles and try it. On reconsideration, I would suggest the
substitution of a wire fencing-mask for the goggles. For days I
looked at that whip. It fascinated me, and the fascination was
composed mostly of fear. At my first attempt, Charmian and Nakata
became afflicted with the same sort of fascination, and for a long
time afterward, whenever they saw me reach for the whip, they
closed their eyes and shielded their heads with their arms.
Here's the problem. Instead of pulling honestly, Prince is
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift: it was observed, that the more these praises were enlarged and
insisted on, the more inhuman was the punishment, and the
sufferer more innocent. Yet, as to myself, I must confess,
having never been designed for a courtier, either by my birth or
education, I was so ill a judge of things, that I could not
discover the lenity and favour of this sentence, but conceived it
(perhaps erroneously) rather to be rigorous than gentle. I
sometimes thought of standing my trial, for, although I could not
deny the facts alleged in the several articles, yet I hoped they
would admit of some extenuation. But having in my life perused
many state-trials, which I ever observed to terminate as the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: come again."
She did not move. Only her eyes left the window and rested on
mine. "Ring the bell," she said. " I am going to take you to
see the ruins. They are at their best, as you said, at sundown."
"Thank you," I said, and stepped to the fireplace. A footman
entered the room. "I want the key of the Abbot's kitchen," said
my hostess.
"Some visitors have it, madam. A gentleman called to ask for it
ten minutes ago."
"Oh, all right." She rose and turned to me. "Let's go, then.
We'll probably meet them bringing it back."
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