| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Message by Honore de Balzac: was eagerly helping himself to a slice of venison, a housemaid
came in with, "We cannot find madame anywhere, sir!"
I sprang up at the words with a dread in my mind, my fears
written so plainly in my face, that the old canon came out after
me into the garden. The Count, for the sake of appearances, came
as far as the threshold.
"Don't go, don't go!" called he. "Don't trouble yourselves in the
least," but he did not offer to accompany us.
We three--the canon, the housemaid, and I--hurried through the
garden walks and over the bowling-green in the park, shouting,
listening for an answer, growing more uneasy every moment. As we
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: was springing forward to accomplish this wish, when Luigi entered. At
the mere sight of him her filial emotion vanished; her tears were
stopped, and she no longer had the strength to abandon that loving and
unfortunate youth. To be the sole hope of a noble being, to love him
and then abandon him!--that sacrifice is the treachery of which young
hearts are incapable. Ginevra had the generosity to bury her own grief
and suffering silently in her soul.
The marriage day arrived. Ginevra had no friend with her. While she
was dressing, Luigi fetched the witnesses necessary to sign the
certificate of marriage. These witnesses were worthy persons; one, a
cavalry sergeant, was under obligations to Luigi, contracted on the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Othello by William Shakespeare: Procure me some accesse
Iago. Ile send her to you presently:
And Ile deuise a meane to draw the Moore
Out of the way, that your conuerse and businesse
May be more free.
Exit
Cassio. I humbly thanke you for't. I neuer knew
A Florentine more kinde, and honest.
Enter aemilia.
Aemil. Goodmorrow (good Lieutenant) I am sorrie
For your displeasure: but all will sure be well.
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