| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini: of no weakening.
In bitterness he realized now, as he looked from uncle to niece
- his glance, usually so direct and bold, now oddly furtive - that
though to-morrow he might kill Andre-Louis, yet even by his death
Andre-Louis would take vengeance upon him. He had exaggerated
nothing in reaching the conclusion that this Andre-Louis Moreau
was the evil genius of his life. He saw now that do what he would,
kill him even though he might, he could never conquer him. The last
word would always be with Andre-Louis Moreau. In bitterness, in
rage, and in humiliation - a thing almost unknown to him - did he
realize it, and the realization steeled his purpose for all that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: token of owning my acquaintance.
'A beautiful animal!' I commenced again. 'Do you intend parting
with the little ones, madam?'
'They are not mine,' said the amiable hostess, more repellingly
than Heathcliff himself could have replied.
'Ah, your favourites are among these?' I continued, turning to an
obscure cushion full of something like cats.
'A strange choice of favourites!' she observed scornfully.
Unluckily, it was a heap of dead rabbits. I hemmed once more, and
drew closer to the hearth, repeating my comment on the wildness of
the evening.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Damaged Goods by Upton Sinclair: Lizette had really been a decent girl. She had a family to take
care of, and was in need. There was a grandmother in poor
health, a father not much better, and three little brothers; so
Lizette did not very long resist George Dupont, and he felt quite
virtuous in giving her sufficient money to take care of these
unfortunate people. Among people of his class it was considered
proper to take such things if one paid for them.
All the family of this working girl were grateful to him. They
adored him, and they called him Uncle Raoul (for of course he had
not been so foolish as to give them his true name).
Since George was paying for Lizette, he felt he had the tight to
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