| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: and with the best part of her deck cumbered by the two structures
of thin boards and of transparent muslin.
Within the latter lived the Europeans, visible in the daytime to
the few Malays on board as if through a white haze. In the
evening the lighting of the hurricane lamps inside turned them
into dark phantoms surrounded by a shining mist, against which
the insect world rushing in its millions out of the forest on the
bank was baffled mysteriously in its assault. Rigidly enclosed by
transparent walls, like captives of an enchanted cobweb, they
moved about, sat, gesticulated, conversed publicly during the
day; and at night when all the lanterns but one were
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Shakespeare's Sonnets by William Shakespeare: O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out,
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O! none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: flowers to an old desert cattleman."
Madeline greeted him, and it was all she could do to repress a
cry at the way he crunched her baud in a grasp of iron. He was
old, white-haired, weather-beaten, with long furrows down his
checks and with gray eyes almost hidden in wrinkles. If he was
smiling she fancied it a most extraordinary smile. The next
instant she realized that it had been a smile, for his face
appeared to stop rippling, the light died, and suddenly it was
like rudely chiseled stone. The quality of hardness she had seen
in Stewart was immeasurably intensified in this old man's face.
"Miss Majesty, it's plumb humiliatin' to all of us thet we wasn't
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