| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, etc. by Oscar Wilde: awfully disappointed; and when I asked him about the coat of mail,
he only laughed, and said it was far too cold to wear in England.
Ah, here is Mr. Podgers! Now, Mr. Podgers, I want you to tell the
Duchess of Paisley's hand. Duchess, you must take your glove off.
No, not the left hand, the other.'
'Dear Gladys, I really don't think it is quite right,' said the
Duchess, feebly unbuttoning a rather soiled kid glove.
'Nothing interesting ever is,' said Lady Windermere: 'ON A FAIT LE
MONDE AINSI. But I must introduce you. Duchess, this is Mr.
Podgers, my pet cheiromantist. Mr. Podgers, this is the Duchess of
Paisley, and if you say that she has a larger mountain of the moon
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor: three fragments of drafts of letters, in pencil, one of them
commencing, "Dog and villain!" and a single note of "Began work,
September 10th, 1865." This was about a year before his death.
The date of the diploma given by the gymnasium at Breslau was June
27, 1855, and the first date in Poland was May 3, 1861. Belonging
to the time between these two periods there were only the order for
the ring (1858), and a little memorandum in pencil, dated "Posen,
Dec., 1859." The last date in Poland was March 18, 1863, and the
permit to embark at Bremen was dated in October of that year.
Here, at least, was a slight chronological framework. The
physician who attended the county almshouse had estimated the man's
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Captain Stormfield by Mark Twain: after I helped the choir I made a dash or two with them, but was
not lucky. First off, I flew thirty yards, and then fouled an
Irishman and brought him down - brought us both down, in fact.
Next, I had a collision with a Bishop - and bowled him down, of
course. We had some sharp words, and I felt pretty cheap, to come
banging into a grave old person like that, with a million strangers
looking on and smiling to themselves.
I saw I hadn't got the hang of the steering, and so couldn't
rightly tell where I was going to bring up when I started. I went
afoot the rest of the day, and let my wings hang. Early next
morning I went to a private place to have some practice. I got up
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