| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, etc. by Oscar Wilde: why people make such a fuss about being married. In my day we
never dreamed of billing and cooing in public, or in private for
that matter.'
'I assure you I have not seen Sybil for twenty-four hours, Lady
Clem. As far as I can make out, she belongs entirely to her
milliners.'
'Of course; that is the only reason you come to see an ugly old
woman like myself. I wonder you men don't take warning. ON A FAIT
DES FOLIES POUR MOI, and here I am, a poor rheumatic creature, with
a false front and a bad temper. Why, if it were not for dear Lady
Jansen, who sends me all the worst French novels she can find, I
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic: For the moment, he desired only to be amused by Sister Soulsby.
Her casual mention of the fact that she and her husband
were taking their departure that very day, appealed to him
as an added reason for devoting his entire attention to her.
"You mustn't forget that famous talking-to you threatened me with--
that 'regular hoeing-over,' you know," he reminded her,
when he found himself alone with her after breakfast.
He smiled as he spoke, in frank enjoyment of the prospect.
Sister Soulsby nodded, and aided with a roll of her eyes
the effect of mock-menace in her uplifted forefinger.
"Oh, never fear," she cried. "You'll catch it hot and strong.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In the South Seas by Robert Louis Stevenson: complexion almost European; the chiefs crowned with silver plumes
of old men's beards and girt with kirtles of the hair of dead
women. All manner of island food was meanwhile spread for the
women and the commons; and, for those who were privileged to eat of
it, there were carried up to the dead-house the baskets of long-
pig. It is told that the feasts were long kept up; the people came
from them brutishly exhausted with debauchery, and the chiefs heavy
with their beastly food. There are certain sentiments which we
call emphatically human - denying the honour of that name to those
who lack them. In such feasts - particularly where the victim has
been slain at home, and men banqueted on the poor clay of a comrade
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