| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas: whom I wish to say two words, and, as the duke is conversing
with M. Fouquet, you understand that it would not do for me
to throw myself into the middle of the conversation."
"Ah, ah, is M. Fouquet there?" inquired D'Artagnan.
"Do you not see him?"
"Yes, now I do. But do you think I have a greater right than
you have?"
"You are a more important personage."
"Yes, you're right; I am captain of the musketeers; I have
had the post promised me so long, and have enjoyed it for so
brief a period, that I am always forgetting my dignity."
Ten Years Later |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Scenes from a Courtesan's Life by Honore de Balzac: more of the price of the land; Clotilde de Grandlieu, who dressed
beautifully now, reddened inch thick when he went into the room, and
loudly proclaimed her attachment to him. Some personages of high
estate discussed their marriage as a probable event. The Duc de
Chaulieu, formerly Ambassador to Spain, and now for a short while
Minister for Foreign Affairs, had promised the Duchesse de Grandlieu
that he would ask for the title of Marquis for Lucien.
So that evening, after dining with Madame de Serizy, Lucien had driven
to the Faubourg Saint-Germain to pay his daily visit.
He arrives, the coachman calls for the gate to be opened, he drives
into the courtyard and stops at the steps. Lucien, on getting out,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The $30,000 Bequest and Other Stories by Mark Twain: And so it was: it was Sadie's voice, and she was crying; my name
was falling from her lips all broken, poor thing, and I could not
believe my ears for the joy of it when I heard her say:
"Come back to us--oh, come back to us, and forgive--it is all so sad
without our--"
I broke in with SUCH a grateful little yelp, and the next moment
Sadie was plunging and stumbling through the darkness and the lumber
and shouting for the family to hear, "She's found, she's found!"
The days that followed--well, they were wonderful. The mother
and Sadie and the servants--why, they just seemed to worship me.
They couldn't seem to make me a bed that was fine enough;
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