| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton: mentioned: "Lansing--a Mrs. Lansing--an American ... Susy
Lansing? Yes, of course .... You remember her? At Newport, At
St. Moritz? Exactly.... Divorced already? They say so ...
Susy darling! I'd no idea you were here ... and Lord
Altringham! You've forgotten me, I know, Lord Altringham ....
Yes, last year, in Cairo ... or at Newport ... or in Scotland
... Susy, dearest, when will you bring Lord Altringham to dine?
Any night that you and he are free I'll arrange to be ...."
"You and he": they were "you and he" already!
"Ah, there's one of them--of my great-grandmothers," Strefford
explained, giving a last push that drew him and Susy to the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: I am not yet able to tackle them. For me it is my chief o' works;
hence probably not so for others, since it only means that I have
here attacked the greatest difficulties. But some chapters towards
the end: three in particular - I do think come off. I find them
stirring, dramatic, and not unpoetical. We shall see, however; as
like as not, the effort will be more obvious than the success.
For, of course, I strung myself hard to carry it out. The next
will come easier, and possibly be more popular. I believe in the
covering of much paper, each time with a definite and not too
difficult artistic purpose; and then, from time to time, drawing
oneself up and trying, in a superior effort, to combine the
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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: of angry way."
Mrs. Morel considered. She would have been glad now for her son
to fall in love with some woman who would--she did not know what.
But he fretted so, got so furious suddenly, and again was melancholic.
She wished he knew some nice woman-- She did not know what she wished,
but left it vague. At any rate, she was not hostile to the idea
of Clara.
Annie, too, was getting married. Leonard had gone away to work
in Birmingham. One week-end when he was home she had said to him:
"You don't look very well, my lad."
"I dunno," he said. "I feel anyhow or nohow, ma."
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