| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: bed, and watched beside him. He lay still, and at times
ground his teeth, and talked at times unintelligibly, only
that one word of hurry, hurry, coming distinctly to my ears,
and telling me that, even in the last struggle with the
powers of death, his mind was still tortured by his
daughter's peril. The sun had gone down, the darkness had
fallen, when I perceived that I was alone on this unhappy
earth. What thought had I of flight, of safety, of the
impending dangers of my situation? Beside the body of my
last friend, I had forgotten all except the natural pangs of
my bereavement.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: back here. Tell me what you want, and, Werper, if you
still possess the jewels of which Achmet Zek told me,
there is no reason why you and I should not ride north
together and divide the ransom of the white woman and
the contents of the pouch you wear about your person. Eh?"
The evil eyes narrowed, a vicious, thin-lipped smile
tortured the villainous face, as Mohammed Beyd grinned
knowingly into the face of the Belgian.
Werper was both relieved and disturbed by the Arab's
attitude. The complacency with which he accepted the
death of his chief lifted a considerable burden of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Facino Cane by Honore de Balzac: hands to a little table set in the window recess to hold their liquor
supply. Each time they did so they held out a full glass to the
Italian, who could not reach it for himself because he sat in front of
the table, and each time the Italian thanked them with a friendly nod.
All their movements were made with the precision which always amazes
you so much at the Blind Asylum. You could almost think that they can
see. I came nearer to listen; but when I stood beside them, they
evidently guessed I was not a working man, and kept themselves to
themselves.
"What part of the world do you come from, you that are playing the
clarionet?"
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