| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: really throw off his blighting burden nor find in it the benefit of
a pacified conscience or of a rewarded affection. He had spent all
the money accruing to him in England, and he saw his youth going
and that he was getting nothing back for it. It was all very well
of Morgan to count it for reparation that he should now settle on
him permanently - there was an irritating flaw in such a view. He
saw what the boy had in his mind; the conception that as his friend
had had the generosity to come back he must show his gratitude by
giving him his life. But the poor friend didn't desire the gift -
what could he do with Morgan's dreadful little life? Of course at
the same time that Pemberton was irritated he remembered the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Hated Son by Honore de Balzac: continued HER maternity. He contemplated that young girl, asleep in
the cottage, with the same feelings his mother had felt for him when
he was there. Here, again, was a similitude which bound this present
to the past. On the clouds of memory the saddened face of his mother
appeared to him; he saw once more her feeble smile, he heard her
gentle voice; she bowed her head and wept. The lights in the cottage
were extinguished. Etienne sang once more the pretty canzonet, with a
new expression, a new meaning. From afar Gabrielle again replied. The
young girl, too, was making her first voyage into the charmed land of
amorous ecstasy. That echoed answer filled with joy the young man's
heart; the blood flowing in his veins gave him a strength he never yet
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: dread in spite of every effort to laugh them off.
"How could Jane Anderson dare say such things?" she
muttered angrily. "`A coarse, illiterate brute!' It's
a lie! a lie! a lie!" She stamped her foot in rage.
"He's strong and brave and masterful--a man among men--
he's my mate and I love him!"
And yet the frankness with which her friend had
spoken had in reality disturbed her beyond measure.
Through every hour of the day her uneasiness increased.
After all she was utterly alone and her life had been
pitifully narrow. Her knowledge of men she had drawn
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