| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: has hurt himself by it - hurt himself badly. They were tired of his
peculiarities at the capital, and wanted to make his years an excuse
to discharge him. I happened to get wind of it, and it was my
weakness for him that saved him."
"Yes, you brought him here when they transferred you to this town,
I remember now."
"I'm afraid it wasn't such a good thing for him, after all. Nothing
ever happens here, and a gift like Muller's needs occupation to keep
it fresh. I'm afraid his talents will dull and wither here. The
man has grown perceptibly older in this inaction. His mind is like
a high-bred horse that needs exercise to keep it in good condition."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: Ired-Naa from the sacred roof of a temple. That temple is in your
desiderate sunset city, so steer for it before you heed the singing
and are lost.
"When you draw nigh the city steer for the same
high parapet whence of old you scanned the outspread glory, prodding
the Shantak till he cry aloud. That cry the Great Ones will hear
and know as they sit on their perfumed terraces, and there will
come upon them such a homesickness that all of your city's wonders
will not console them for the absence of Kadath's grim castle
and the pshent of eternal stars that crowns it.
"Then must you
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Misalliance by George Bernard Shaw: LINA. I'm not married. And why should I want to spite my mother?
HYPATIA. _[aside to Percival]_ That was clever of you, Mr Percival.
PERCIVAL. What?
HYPATIA. To find out.
TARLETON. I'm in a difficulty. I cant understand a lady going up in
an aeroplane for family reasons. It's rude to be curious and ask
questions; but then it's inhuman to be indifferent, as if you didnt
care.
LINA. I'll tell you with pleasure. For the last hundred and fifty
years, not a single day has passed without some member of my family
risking his life--or her life. It's a point of honor with us to keep
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