| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: wild nature showed fresh signs of winning--chaparral that had
invaded the clearings; patches and parts of patches of vineyard,
unpruned, grassgrown, and abandoned; and everywhere old
stake-and-rider fences vainly striving to remain intact. Here,
at a small farm-house surrounded by large outbuildings, the road
ended. Beyond, the chaparral blocked the way.
He came upon an old woman forking manure in the barnyard, and
reined in by the fence.
"Hello, mother," was his greeting; "ain't you got any men-folk
around to do that for you?"
She leaned on her pitchfork, hitched her skirt in at the waist,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen: to with a probability of gaining such a clue as that, it might be
of essential consequence. At present we have nothing to guide
us. Colonel Forster will, I dare say, do everything in his power
to satisfy us on this head. But, on second thoughts, perhaps,
Lizzy could tell us what relations he has now living, better than
any other person."
Elizabeth was at no loss to understand from whence this
deference to her authority proceeded; but it was not in her
power to give any information of so satisfactory a nature as the
compliment deserved. She had never heard of his having had
any relations, except a father and mother, both of whom had
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: She saw Clara go up to him, saw him turn, and saw them come to
rest together. Something in their perfect isolation together made
her know that it was accomplished between them, that they were,
as she put it, married. She walked very slowly down the cinder-track
of the long garden.
Clara had pulled a button from a hollyhock spire, and was breaking
it to get the seeds. Above her bowed head the pink flowers stared,
as if defending her. The last bees were falling down to the hive.
"Count your money," laughed Paul, as she broke the flat seeds
one by one from the roll of coin. She looked at him.
"I'm well off," she said, smiling.
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