The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: "How did the hawk and the pigeon come in?" Sir Nathaniel's voice
was soft and soothing, nothing of contradiction or overdone
curiosity in it--a tone eminently suited to win confidence.
"I can hardly explain. I can only say that he looked like a hawk
and she like a dove--and, now that I think of it, that is what they
each did look like; and do look like in their normal condition."
"That is so!" came the soft voice of Sir Nathaniel.
Adam went on:
"Perhaps that early Roman look of his set me off. But I wanted to
protect her; she seemed in danger."
"She seems in danger, in a way, from all you young men. I couldn't
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Children of the Night by Edwin Arlington Robinson: To brainless carnage by drunk trumpeters.
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To me the groaning of world-worshippers
Rings like a lonely music played in hell
By one with art enough to cleave the walls
Of heaven with his cadence, but without
The wisdom or the will to comprehend
The strangeness of his own perversity,
And all without the courage to deny
The profit and the pride of his defeat.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James: legendary information, made a fine exclusive party of them and marched
them through courts and corridors, through armories and prisons.
He delivered his usual peripatetic discourse, and they stopped and stared,
and peeped and stooped, according to the official admonitions.
Bessie Alden asked the old man in the crimson doublet a great
many questions; she thought it a most fascinating place.
Lord Lambeth was in high good humor; he was constantly laughing;
he enjoyed what he would have called the lark. Willie Woodley kept
looking at the ceilings and tapping the walls with the knuckle
of a pearl-gray glove; and Mrs. Westgate, asking at frequent
intervals to be allowed to sit down and wait till they came back,
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