| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lesser Bourgeoisie by Honore de Balzac: Besides, with the legal authority the Court of Cassation now has over
duelling, I have no desire to put myself in the way of being
expatriated, or spending two or three years in prison."
"Well," said la Peyrade, "we'll talk it over later; here's your
sister, and she would think everything lost if this little matter
reached her ears."
When Brigitte appeared Colleville shouted "Full!" and proceeded to
sing the chorus of "La Parisienne."
"Heavens! Colleville, how vulgar you are!" cried the tardy one,
hastening to cast a stone in the other's garden to avoid the throwing
of one into hers. "Well, are you all ready?" she added, arranging her
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: in many cases violent signs but he soon saw that the perfection
of his process, if indeed possible, would necessarily involve
a lifetime of research. It likewise became clear that, since the
same solution never worked alike on different organic species,
he would require human subjects for further and more specialised
progress. It was here that he first came into conflict with the
college authorities, and was debarred from future experiments
by no less a dignitary than the dean of the medical school himself
-- the learned and benevolent Dr. Allan Halsey, whose work in
behalf of the stricken is recalled by every old resident of Arkham.
I had always been exceptionally tolerant of West’s pursuits,
Herbert West: Reanimator |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The People That Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: to wallow from the mire. Ajor and I had sprawled face down in
the covering grasses and so had not sunk deeply; but when we
tried to rise, we found that there was not footing, and
presently we saw that Du-seen and his followers were coming
down upon us. There was no escape. It was evident that we
were doomed.
"Slay me!" begged Ajor. "Let me die at thy loved hands rather
than beneath the knife of this hateful thing, for he will kill me.
He has sworn to kill me. Last night he captured me, and when
later he would have his way with me, I struck him with my
fists and with my knife I stabbed him, and then I escaped,
The People That Time Forgot |
