| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fairy Tales by Hans Christian Andersen: the strange gentleman, on their promenades. As the daughter of a king, she
needed not to stand upon trifles, so she said, "Your complaint is, that you
cannot cast a shadow?"
"Your Royal Highness must be improving considerably," said the shadow, "I know
your complaint is, that you see too clearly, but it has decreased, you are
cured. I just happen to have a very unusual shadow! Do you not see that person
who always goes with me? Other persons have a common shadow, but I do not like
what is common to all. We give our servants finer cloth for their livery than
we ourselves use, and so I had my shadow trimmed up into a man: yes, you see I
have even given him a shadow. It is somewhat expensive, but I like to have
something for myself!"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Barlaam and Ioasaph by St. John of Damascus: furnisheth its possessor with everything that is lovely and
desirable." The tutor said, "Though, to all seeming, thou art a
man of staid and steadfast judgment, yet thy words prove thee to
be boastful beyond measure. Time would fail me to tell thee the
full tale of the costly and precious gems and pearls that I have
seen. But gems, with such power as thou tellest of, I never saw
nor heard of yet. Nevertheless shew me the stone; and if it be
as thou affirmest, I immediately bear it to the king's son, from
whom thou shalt receive most high honours and rewards. But,
before I be assured by the certain witness of mine own eyes, I
may not carry to my lord and master so swollen a tale about so
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: of Public Supply, seized the pony as provisions, and would
give nothing in exchange for it but the promise of a share
in it the next day. Here there were rumours of Martians at
Epping, and news of the destruction of Waltham Abbey
Powder Mills in a vain attempt to blow up one of the invaders.
People were watching for Martians here from the church
towers. My brother, very luckily for him as it chanced, pre-
ferred to push on at once to the coast rather than wait for
food, although all three of them were very hungry. By mid-
day they passed through Tillingham, which, strangely enough,
seemed to be quite silent and deserted, save for a few furtive
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