| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Royalty Restored/London Under Charles II by J. Fitzgerald Molloy: and address, he put himself into the world. He was skilful in
all the arts and methods of cheating; but his masterpiece was his
personating men of quality, getting credit for watches, coats,
and horses; borrowing money, bilking vintners and tradesmen,
lying and romancing to the degree of imposing upon any man of
good nature. He lived like a wild Arab upon prey, and whether he
was in Flanders, France, Spain, or England, he never failed in
leaving the name of a notorious cheat and impostor behind him."
On the 7th of November, Bedlow was brought before the king, and
examined by two Secretaries of State. Here he made the
extraordinary declaration that he had seen the body of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen: "is certainly in his favour; but as for the esteem
of the others, it is a reproach in itself. Who would
submit to the indignity of being approved by such a woman
as Lady Middleton and Mrs. Jennings, that could command
the indifference of any body else?"
"But perhaps the abuse of such people as yourself
and Marianne will make amends for the regard of Lady
Middleton and her mother. If their praise is censure,
your censure may be praise, for they are not more undiscerning,
than you are prejudiced and unjust."
"In defence of your protege you can even be saucy."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: were as littered as the upper ones. A central court - as in other
structures we had seen from the air - saved the inner regions
from total darkness; so that we seldom had to use our electric
torches in the upper rooms except when studying sculptured details.
Below the ice cap, however, the twilight deepened; and in many
parts of the tangled ground level there was an approach to absolute
blackness.
To form even a rudimentary idea of our thoughts and
feelings as we penetrated this aeon-silent maze of unhuman masonry,
one must correlate a hopelessly bewildering chaos of fugitive
moods, memories, and impressions. The sheer appalling antiquity
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