| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: hand, Argyle, whose forces had been augmented by those of several
Lowland noblemen, advanced towards Montrose at the head of an
army much larger than he had yet had to cope with. These troops
moved, indeed, with slowness, corresponding to the cautious
character of their commander; but even that caution rendered
Argyle's approach formidable, since his very advance implied,
that he was at the head of an army irresistibly superior
There remained one mode of retreat open to Montrose, and he
adopted it. He threw himself into the Highlands, where he could
set pursuit at defiance, and where he was sure, in every glen, to
recover those recruits who had left his standard to deposit their
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe: slave. "I shall perish," said he, "I must perish in this
deplorable folly. Thus, thus, and not otherwise, shall I be
lost. I dread the events of the future, not in themselves, but
in their results. I shudder at the thought of any, even the most
trivial, incident, which may operate upon this intolerable
agitation of soul. I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger,
except in its absolute effect--in terror. In this unnerved--in
this pitiable condition--I feel that the period will sooner or
later arrive when I must abandon life and reason together, in
some struggle with the grim phantasm, FEAR."
I learned, moreover, at intervals, and through broken and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Human Drift by Jack London: ever know. After an interval, in which I exceeded myself, he took
the tiller and the sheet. I sat on the little thwart amidships,
open-mouthed, prepared to learn what real sailing was. My mouth
remained open, for I learned what a real sailor was in a small
boat. He couldn't trim the sheet to save himself, he nearly
capsized several times in squalls, and, once again, by
blunderingly jibing over; he didn't know what a centre-board was
for, nor did he know that in running a boat before the wind one
must sit in the middle instead of on the side; and finally, when
we came back to the wharf, he ran the skiff in full tilt,
shattering her nose and carrying away the mast-step. And yet he
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