| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Soul of a Bishop by H. G. Wells: one day to the next day without looking very much farther than
the end of the day, I have gone on as life has befallen; if no
great trouble had come into my life, so I should have lived to
the end of my days. But life which began for me easily and safely
has become constantly more difficult and strange. I could have
held my services and given my benedictions, I could have believed
I believed in what I thought I believed.... But now I am lost and
astray--crying out for God...."
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"Let us talk a little about your troubles," said the Angel.
"Let us talk about God and this creed that worries you and this
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: Again the ashes slipped and crumbled; some stones rolled down, and
fell with a dull, heavy sound upon the ground below. He kept his
eyes upon the piece of moonlight. The figure was coming on, for
its shadow was already thrown upon the wall. Now it appeared--and
now looked round at him--and now--
The horror-stricken clerk uttered a scream that pierced the air,
and cried, 'The ghost! The ghost!'
Long before the echo of his cry had died away, another form rushed
out into the light, flung itself upon the foremost one, knelt down
upon its breast, and clutched its throat with both hands.
'Villain!' cried Mr Haredale, in a terrible voice--for it was he.
Barnaby Rudge |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton: them.
"Ah, then we can both help each other. But I want
help so much more. You must tell me just what to do."
It was on the tip of his tongue to reply: "Don't be
seen driving about the streets with Beaufort--" but he
was being too deeply drawn into the atmosphere of the
room, which was her atmosphere, and to give advice of
that sort would have been like telling some one who
was bargaining for attar-of-roses in Samarkand that one
should always be provided with arctics for a New York
winter. New York seemed much farther off than
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