| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott: up and fold his lips together as if he read and accepted the
little lesson she had given him. That satisfied her, and
without waiting for him to speak, she said, in her sprightly
way...
"Don't you remember the day you played Rarey with Puck,
and we all looked on? Meg and Beth were frightened, but Jo
clapped and pranced, and I sat on the fence and drew you. I
found that sketch in my portfolio the other day, touched it
up, and kept it to show you."
"Much obliged. You've improved immensely since then,
and I congratulate you. May I venture to suggest in ` a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Melmoth Reconciled by Honore de Balzac: brief period of excitement that the drug can give; now, on his return,
he seemed to be in the condition of utter exhaustion in which the
patient dies after the fever departs, or to be suffering from the
horrible prostration that follows on excessive indulgence in the
delights of narcotics. The infernal power that had upheld him through
his debauches had left him, and the body was left unaided and alone to
endure the agony of remorse and the heavy burden of sincere
repentance. Claparon's troubles every one could guess; but Claparon
reappeared, on the other hand, with sparkling eyes, holding his head
high with the pride of Lucifer. The crisis had passed from the one man
to the other.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola: to remark. "There's infinite confusion there--"
But the count interrupted him in his severe voice:
"Things will be ready. The emperor desires it."
Fauchery gaily recounted how one day, when he had gone down thither
in search of a subject for an article, he had come near spending all
his time in the aquarium, which was then in course of construction.
The countess smiled. Now and again she glanced down at the body of
the house, raising an arm which a white glove covered to the elbow
and fanning herself with languid hand. The house dozed, almost
deserted. Some gentlemen in the stalls had opened out newspapers,
and ladies received visits quite comfortably, as though they were at
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