| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Inn by Honore de Balzac: suffered his head to fall on the back of his chair. A soldier put
vinegar to his nostrils and he recovered consciousness. Nevertheless
his haggard eyes were so devoid of life and intelligence that the
surgeon said to the officer after feeling Prosper's pulse,--
"Captain, it is impossible to question the man at this moment."
"Very well! Take him away," replied the captain, interrupting the
surgeon, and addressing a corporal who stood behind the prisoner. "You
cursed coward!" he went on, speaking to Prosper in a low voice, "try
at least to walk firmly before these German curs, and save the honor
of the Republic."
This address seemed to wake up Prosper Magnan, who rose and made a few
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: Billy!"
"He can't be," muttered Bertie. "Are you?" he loudly repeated.
There was no answer: but steps came along the road as Bertie checked and
pacified the gelding. Then Billy appeared by the wheel. "Poor Billy
fell out," he said mildly. He held something up, which Bertie took. It
had been Billy's straw hat, now a brimless fabric of ruin. Except for
smirches and one inexpressible rent which dawn revealed to Bertie a
little later, there were no further injuries, and Billy got in and took
his seat quite competently.
Bertie drove the gelding with a firm hand after this. They passed
through the cool of the unseen meadow swamps, and heard the sound of the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy: desire had been to adorn herself with something, and the more
adorned the better. Now, on the contrary, she was perforce decked
out in a way so inconsistent with her age and her figure, that
her one anxiety was to contrive that the contrast between these
adornments and her own exterior should not be too appalling. And
as far as Alexey Alexandrovitch was concerned she succeeded, and
was in his eyes attractive. For him she was the one island not
only of good-will to him, but of love in the midst of the sea of
hostility and jeering that surrounded him.
Passing through rows of ironical eyes, he was drawn as naturally
to her loving glance as a plant to the sun.
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