| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Caesar's Commentaries in Latin by Julius Caesar: discedere liceret; non nulli pudore adducti, ut timoris suspicionem
vitarent, remanebant. Hi neque vultum fingere neque interdum lacrimas
tenere poterant: abditi in tabernaculis aut suum fatum querebantur aut
cum familiaribus suis commune periculum miserabantur. Vulgo totis castris
testamenta obsignabantur. Horum vocibus ac timore paulatim etiam ii qui
magnum in castris usum habebant, milites centurionesque quique equitatui
praeerant, perturbabantur. Qui se ex his minus timidos existimari
volebant, non se hostem vereri, sed angustias itineris et magnitudinem
silvarum quae intercederent inter ipsos atque Ariovistum, aut rem
frumentariam, ut satis commode supportari posset, timere dicebant. Non
nulli etiam Caesari nuntiabant, cum castra moveri ac signa ferri
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: One night John had to give me a draught; Thomas Green came in to help him.
After I had taken it and John had made me as comfortable as he could,
he said he should stay half an hour to see how the medicine settled.
Thomas said he would stay with him, so they went and sat down on a bench
that had been brought into Merrylegs' stall, and put down the lantern
at their feet, that I might not be disturbed with the light.
For awhile both men sat silent, and then Tom Green said in a low voice:
"I wish, John, you'd say a bit of a kind word to Joe.
The boy is quite broken-hearted; he can't eat his meals, and he can't smile.
He says he knows it was all his fault, though he is sure he did the best
he knew, and he says if Beauty dies no one will ever speak to him again.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving: Van Tassel, his heart yearned after the damsel who was to inherit
these domains, and his imagination expanded with the idea, how
they might be readily turned into cash, and the money invested in
immense tracts of wild land, and shingle palaces in the
wilderness. Nay, his busy fancy already realized his hopes, and
presented to him the blooming Katrina, with a whole family of
children, mounted on the top of a wagon loaded with household
trumpery, with pots and kettles dangling beneath; and he beheld
himself bestriding a pacing mare, with a colt at her heels,
setting out for Kentucky, Tennessee, --or the Lord knows where!
When he entered the house, the conquest of his heart was
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