| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: spot. The only favourable point in his absence was the fact that
he had taken with him his latest wife, the same lady whom
Jorgenson had mentioned in his letter to Lingard as anxious to
bring about battle, murder, and the looting of the yacht, not
because of inborn wickedness of heart but from a simple desire
for silks, jewels and other objects of personal adornment, quite
natural in a girl so young and elevated to such a high position.
Belarab had selected her to be the companion of his retirement
and Lingard was glad of it. He was not afraid of her influence
over Belarab. He knew his man. No words, no blandishments, no
sulks, scoldings, or whisperings of a favourite could affect
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Jungle Tales of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: beautiful fangs he had! Teeka could not but notice them.
She also let her eyes rest in admiration upon Taug's beetling
brows and his short, powerful neck. What a beautiful
creature he was indeed!
Taug, flattered by the unconcealed admiration in her eyes,
strutted about, as proud and as vain as a peacock.
Presently he began to inventory his assets, mentally,
and shortly he found himself comparing them with those
of his rival.
Taug grunted, for there was no comparison. How could
one compare his beautiful coat with the smooth and naked
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair: Then she concluded it must be because she did not give the forelady
a present occasionally--she was the kind that took presents from
the girls, Ona learned, and made all sorts of discriminations in favor
of those who gave them. In the end, however, Ona discovered that
it was even worse than that. Miss Henderson was a newcomer, and it was
some time before rumor made her out; but finally it transpired that
she was a kept woman, the former mistress of the superintendent of
a department in the same building. He had put her there to keep
her quiet, it seemed--and that not altogether with success, for once
or twice they had been heard quarreling. She had the temper of a hyena,
and soon the place she ran was a witch's caldron. There were some
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