| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: the shipment of a case, and that was the end of it. Really, it seemed
as if Loulou would never come back to his home. "They have stolen
him," thought Felicite.
Finally he arrived, sitting bold upright on a branch which could be
screwed into a mahogany pedestal, with his foot in the air, his head
on one side, and in his beak a nut which the naturalist, from love of
the sumptuous, had gilded. She put him in her room.
This place, to which only a chosen few were admitted, looked like a
chapel and a second-hand shop, so filled was it with devotional and
heterogeneous things. The door could not be opened easily on account
of the presence of a large wardrobe. Opposite the window that looked
A Simple Soul |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bunner Sisters by Edith Wharton: first cup of tea.
"Where's the what-not gone to?" she suddenly asked.
Ann Eliza set down the teapot and rose to get a spoon from the
cupboard. With her back to the room she said: "The what-not? Why,
you see, dearie, living here all alone by myself it only made one
more thing to dust; so I sold it."
Evelina's eyes were still travelling about the familiar room.
Though it was against all the traditions of the Bunner family to
sell any household possession, she showed no surprise at her
sister's answer.
"And the clock? The clock's gone too."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs: with bulging eyes, and bony protuberances upon head
and snout that formed short, stout horns.
As I looked at that hopeless struggle my eyes met
those of the doomed man, and I could have sworn
that in his I saw an expression of hopeless appeal.
But whether I did or not there swept through me a sudden
compassion for the fellow. He was indeed a brother-man,
and that he might have killed me with pleasure
had he caught me was forgotten in the extremity of his danger.
Unconsciously I had ceased paddling as the serpent rose
to engage my pursuer, so now the skiff still drifted close
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