| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: dog-like manner of his drawing near there was something superbly
ridiculous, unless one chanced to view it in another light. Presently the
stranger said, whiffing, "Do something for me."
The boy started up.
"No; stay where you are. I don't want you to go anyowhere; I want you to
talk to me. Tell me what you have been doing all your life."
The boy slunk down again. Would that the man had asked him to root up
bushes with his hands for his horse to feed on; or to run to the far end of
the plain for the fossils that lay there, or to gather the flowers that
grew on the hills at the edge of the plain; he would have run and been back
quickly--but now!
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: 'Cold? No, I'm quite warm,' answered Nikita as he pushed some
straw up to the forepart of the sledge so that it should cover
his feet, and stowed away the whip, which the good horse would
not need, at the bottom of the sledge.
Vasili Andreevich, who was wearing two fur-lined coats one over
the other, was already in the sledge, his broad back filling
nearly its whole rounded width, and taking the reins he
immediately touched the horse. Nikita jumped in just as the
sledge started, and seated himself in front on the left side,
with one leg hanging over the edge.
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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: understand. He had a workshop all his own. He had
told her this the first day they met. She would ask
him to take her to see it this afternoon. The storm
would prevent the trip to the Beach. She would ask
this, not because she doubted his honesty, but because
she really wished to see the place in which he worked.
It was her workshop now, as well as his.
For a moment her suspicions were sickening.
Suppose he had romanced about his workshop and his
room? Supposed he lived somewhere in the squalid slums
of the lower East Side and his people, after all, were
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