| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: refuses to go further in spite of the whip, and its master sees
that it must be fed before it can work again. The foot in the
boot with a hole in it had already grown numb, and he could no
longer feel his big toe. Besides that, his whole body began to
feel colder and colder.
The thought that he might, and very probably would, die that
night occurred to him, but did not seem particularly unpleasant
or dreadful. It did not seem particularly unpleasant, because
his whole life had been not a continual holiday, but on the
contrary an unceasing round of toil of which he was beginning
to feel weary. And it did not seem particularly dreadful,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: he threw half a dozen more. Resistance was useless. They flew
helter-skelter out of his grips, landing in all manner of
attitudes, grotesquely and harmlessly, in the soft snow. It soon
became difficult, in the dim starlight, to distinguish between
those thrown and those waiting their turn, and he began feeling
their backs and shoulders, determining their status by whether or
not he found them powdered with snow.
"Baptized yet?" became his stereotyped question, as he reached
out his terrible hands.
Several score lay down in the snow in a long row, while many
others knelt in mock humility, scooping snow upon their heads and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Call of the Canyon by Zane Grey: leaves were sear and ragged, and they rustled in the breeze. Small gray
sheath-barked trees with clumpy foliage and snags of dead branches, Glenn
called cedars; and, grotesque as these were, Carley rather liked them. They
were approachable, not majestic and lofty like the pines, and they smelled
sweetly wild, and best of all they afforded some protection from the bitter
wind. Carley rested better than she walked. The huge sections of red rock
that had tumbled from above also interested Carley, especially when the sun
happened to come out for a few moments and brought out their color. She
enjoyed walking on the fallen pines, with Glenn below, keeping pace with
her and holding her hand. Carley looked in vain for flowers and birds. The
only living things she saw were rainbow trout that Glenn pointed out to her
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