| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Inland Voyage by Robert Louis Stevenson: bang of the drum, when the brasses cease, and the shrill pipes take
up the martial story in their place?
A girl, at school in France, began to describe one of our regiments
on parade to her French schoolmates; and as she went on, she told
me, the recollection grew so vivid, she became so proud to be the
countrywoman of such soldiers, and so sorry to be in another
country, that her voice failed her and she burst into tears. I
have never forgotten that girl; and I think she very nearly
deserves a statue. To call her a young lady, with all its niminy
associations, would be to offer her an insult. She may rest
assured of one thing: although she never should marry a heroic
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adieu by Honore de Balzac: "We'll start, Bichette, we'll start! There's none but you, my beauty,
who can save Stephanie. Ha! by and bye you and I may be able to rest--
and die," he added.
Philippe, wrapped in a fur pelisse, to which he owed his preservation
and his energy, began to run, striking his feet hard upon the frozen
snow to keep them warm. Scarcely had he gone a few hundred yards from
the village than he saw a blaze in the direction of the place where,
since morning, he had left his carriage in charge of his former
orderly, an old soldier. Horrible anxiety laid hold of him. Like all
others who were controlled during this fatal retreat by some powerful
sentiment, he found a strength to save his friends which he could not
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tarzan the Untamed by Edgar Rice Burroughs: could be accomplished by secrecy and stealth than by force
of muscle and fang.
At first he thought to enter the village alone and carry off
the Tarmangani; but when he saw how numerous were the
warriors and that several sat directly before the entrance to
the lair into which the prisoner had been carried, it occurred
to him that this was work for many rather than one, and so,
as silently as he had come, he slipped away though the foliage
toward the north.
The tribe was still loitering about the clearing where stood
the hut that Tarzan and Bertha Kircher had built. Some were
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