| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: I was holding something back, and perhaps suspected graver things;
but I could not tell them the truth because they would not have
believed it. They knew, indeed, that West had been connected with
activities beyond the credence of ordinary men; for his hideous
experiments in the reanimation of dead bodies had long been too
extensive to admit of perfect secrecy; but the final soul-shattering
catastrophe held elements of daemoniac phantasy which make even
me doubt the reality of what I saw.
I was West’s closest friend
and only confidential assistant. We had met years before, in medical
school, and from the first I had shared his terrible researches.
 Herbert West: Reanimator |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Shakespeare's Sonnets by William Shakespeare: 'I hate' she alter'd with an end,
That followed it as gentle day,
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell is flown away.
'I hate', from hate away she threw,
And sav'd my life, saying 'not you'.
CXLVI
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
My sinful earth these rebel powers array,
Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,
Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot: accomplishments, could at length be prevailed on to dance a
hornpipe, and when the Squire preferred talking loudly, scattering
snuff, and patting his visitors' backs, to sitting longer at the
whist-table--a choice exasperating to uncle Kimble, who, being
always volatile in sober business hours, became intense and bitter
over cards and brandy, shuffled before his adversary's deal with a
glare of suspicion, and turned up a mean trump-card with an air of
inexpressible disgust, as if in a world where such things could
happen one might as well enter on a course of reckless profligacy.
When the evening had advanced to this pitch of freedom and
enjoyment, it was usual for the servants, the heavy duties of supper
 Silas Marner |