| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: little girl's a wonder, a marvel, a--a--a catastrophe. That's what
she is, a catastrophe. She's gone through Guvutu and Tulagi like a
hurricane; every last swine of them in love with her--except Raff.
He's sore over the auction, and he sprang his recruiting contract
with Munster on her. And what does she do but thank him, and read
it over, and point out that while Munster was pledged to deliver
all recruits to Morgan and Raff, there was no clause in the
document forbidding him from chartering the Emily.
"'There's your contract,' says she, passing it back. 'And a very
good contract it is. The next time you draw one up, insert a
clause that will fit emergencies like the present one.' And, Lord,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James: spectacles. She was extraordinarily near-sighted, and whatever
they did to other objects they magnified immensely the kind eyes
behind them. Blest conveniences they were, in their hideous,
honest strength--they showed the good lady everything in the world
but her own queerness. This element was enhanced by wild braveries
of dress, reckless charges of colour and stubborn resistances of
cut, wondrous encounters in which the art of the toilet seemed to
lay down its life. She had the tread of a grenadier and the voice
of an angel.
In the course of a walk with her the day after my arrival I found
myself grabbing her arm with sudden and undue familiarity. I had
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dreams by Olive Schreiner: another's hands, we will work our way upwards."
Still God pointed.
And I threw myself upon the earth and cried, "Earth is so small, so mean!
It is not meet a soul should see Heaven and be cast out again!"
And God laid his hand on me, and said, "Go back to earth: that which you
seek is there."
I awoke: it was morning. The silence and darkness of the night were gone.
Through my narrow attic window I saw the light of another day. I closed my
eyes and turned towards the wall: I could not look upon the dull grey
world.
In the streets below, men and women streamed past by hundreds; I heard the
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