| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran: IN the name of the merciful and compassionate God.
When the hypocrites come to thee, they say, 'We bear witness that
thou art surely the Apostle of God;' but God knows that thou art His
Apostle: and God bears witness that the hypocrites are liars!
They take their faith for a cloak, and then they turn folks from
God's way:- evil is that which they have done! That is because they
believed and then disbelieved, wherefore is a stamp set on their
hearts so that they do not understand!
And when thou seest them, their persons please thee; but if they
speak, thou listenest to their speech: they are like timber propped
up: they reckon every noise against them! They are the foe, so
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Duchesse de Langeais by Honore de Balzac: succeed in getting a glimpse of Armand. She did not dare to
utter his name now. One evening, however, in a fit of despair,
she spoke to Mme de Serizy, and asked as carelessly as she could,
"You must have quarrelled with M. de Montriveau? He is not to
be seen at your house now."
The Countess laughed. "So he does not come here either?" she
returned. "He is not to be seen anywhere, for that matter. He
is interested in some woman, no doubt."
"I used to think that the Marquis de Ronquerolles was one of his
friends----" the Duchess began sweetly.
"I have never heard my brother say that he was acquainted with
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells: brewers' boards of blue and scarlet, and once a broad green and a
church, and an expanse of some hundred houses or so. Then he came
to a pebbly rivulet that emerged between clumps of sedge
loosestrife and forget-me-nots under an arch of trees, and
rippled across the road, and there he dismounted, longing to take
off shoes and stockings--those stylish chequered stockings were
now all dimmed with dust --and paddle his lean legs in the
chuckling cheerful water. But instead he sat in a manly attitude,
smoking a cigarette, for fear lest the Young Lady in Grey should
come glittering round the corner. For the flavour of the Young
Lady in Grey was present through it all, mixing with the flowers
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