| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Caesar's Commentaries in Latin by Julius Caesar: percurrere et in iugo insistere et se inde in currus citissime recipere
consuerint.
Quibus rebus perturbatis nostris [novitate pugnae] tempore
oportunissimo Caesar auxilium tulit: namque eius adventu hostes
constiterunt, nostri se ex timore receperunt. Quo facto, ad lacessendum
hostem et committendum proelium alienum esse tempus arbitratus suo se loco
continuit et brevi tempore intermisso in castra legiones reduxit. Dum
haec geruntur, nostris omnibus occupatis qui erant in agris reliqui
discesserunt. Secutae sunt continuos complures dies tempeststes, quae et
nostros in castris continerent et hostem a pugna prohiberent. Interim
barbari nuntios in omnes partes dimiserunt paucitatemque nostrorum militum
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson: raps his 'and upon the table sudden and calls for curacoa. It gave
me quite a turn, it did; he did it that sudden and 'ard. Now, sir,
that may be manners in France, but hall I can say is, that I'm not
used to it.'
'Reading the paper, was he?' said I. 'What paper, eh?'
'Here it is, sir,' exclaimed the waiter. 'Seems like as if he'd
dropped it.'
And picking it off the floor he presented it to me.
I may say that I was quite prepared, that I already knew what to
expect; but at sight of the cold print my heart stopped beating.
There it was: the fulfilment of Romaine's apprehension was before
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Schoolmistress and Other Stories by Anton Chekhov: poets and geniuses, have visited me at night, and have whispered
in my ears wonderful tales that have set my brain in a whirl. In
your books I have climbed to the peaks of Elburz and Mont
Blanc, and from there I have seen the sun rise and have watched
it at evening flood the sky, the ocean, and the mountain-tops
with gold and crimson. I have watched from there the lightning
flashing over my head and cleaving the storm-clouds. I have
seen green forests, fields, rivers, lakes, towns. I have heard
the singing of the sirens, and the strains of the shepherds'
pipes; I have touched the wings of comely devils who flew down to
converse with me of God. . . . In your books I have flung myself
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