| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: advanced; but West persuaded me to aid him in "making a night
of it." West’s landlady saw us arrive at his room about two in
the morning, with a third man between us; and told her husband
that we had all evidently dined and wined rather well.
Apparently
this acidulous matron was right; for about 3 a.m. the whole house
was aroused by cries coming from West’s room, where when they
broke down the door, they found the two of us unconscious on the
blood-stained carpet, beaten, scratched, and mauled, and with
the broken remnants of West’s bottles and instruments around us.
Only an open window told what had become of our assailant, and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Faraday as a Discoverer by John Tyndall: himself from what he regarded as imputations on his character.
The style of this letter is unexceptionable, for Faraday could not
write otherwise than as a gentleman; but the letter shows that had he
willed it he could have hit hard. We have heard much of Faraday's
gentleness and sweetness and tenderness. It is all true, but it is
very incomplete. You cannot resolve a powerful nature into these
elements, and Faraday's character would have been less admirable
than it was had it not embraced forces and tendencies to which the
silky adjectives 'gentle' and 'tender' would by no means apply.
Underneath his sweetness and gentleness was the heat of a volcano.
He was a man of excitable and fiery nature; but through high
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton: her scrupulous eyes on May Archer.
"Is it possible, dear, that what I hear is true? I was
told your grandmother Mingott's carriage was seen
standing at Mrs. Beaufort's door." It was noticeable
that she no longer called the offending lady by her
Christian name.
May's colour rose, and Mrs. Archer put in hastily:
"If it was, I'm convinced it was there without Mrs.
Mingott's knowledge."
"Ah, you think--?" Mrs. van der Luyden paused,
sighed, and glanced at her husband.
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