| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Bureaucracy by Honore de Balzac: existence of Madame Thuillier was almost unknown there. Colleville, an
active man, burdened with a family of children, was fat, round, and
jolly, whereas Thuillier, "the beau of the Empire" without apparent
anxieties and always at leisure, was slender and thin, with a livid
face and a melancholy air. "We never know," said Rabourdin, speaking
of the two men, "whether our friendships are born of likeness or of
contrast."
Unlike these Siamese twins, two other clerks, Chazelle and Paulmier,
were forever squabbling. One smoked, the other took snuff, and the
merits of their respective use of tobacco were the origin of ceaseless
disputes. Chazelle's home, which was tyrannized over by a wife,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: mule--at any rate, of late."
"I dare say you did, vrouw," I said wrathfully, "but I wish you would
leave Mynheer Marais's sore places alone, seeing that if the squeals are
for you, the kicks are for me."
"What does that matter, Allan?" she asked. "He always was your enemy,
so that it is just as well you should see his heels when you are out of
reach of them. My poor boy, I think you will have a bad time of it
between the stinkcat and the mule, although you have done so much for
both of them. Well, there is one thing--Marie has a true heart. She
will never marry any man except yourself, Allan--even if you are not
here to marry," she added by an afterthought.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: life to you, Miss Messiter."
"I don't think you need have told him that Doctor," returned that
young woman, not a little vexed at him, "especially since you
have just been telling me that he owes it to Wyoming air and his
own soundness of constitution."
When she returned to the sickroom to give her patient his
medicine he wanted to tell her what the doctor had said, but she
cut him off ruthlessly and told him not to talk.
"Mayn't I even say 'Thank you?'" he wanted to know.
"No; you talk far too much as it is."
He smiled "All right. Y'u sit there in that chair, where I can
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