| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: and peer out through the vines, the red juice staining her plump
bare arms.
I have wondered since what Blanche Devine thought of us those
lonesome evenings--those evenings filled with friendly sights and
sounds. It must have been difficult for her, who had dwelt
behind closed shutters so long, to seat herself on the new front
porch for all the world to stare at; but she did sit
there--resolutely--watching us in silence.
She seized hungrily upon the stray crumbs of conversation that
fell to her. The milkman and the iceman and the butcher boy used
to hold daily conversation with her. They--sociable
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Royalty Restored/London Under Charles II by J. Fitzgerald Molloy: believed him to be a very honest man, and besought he would not
reveal what he knew to anyone. This the old man readily
promised, and faithfully kept his word. Having spent a couple of
days at Norton's, the king, by advice of Lord Wilmot, went to the
house of a true friend and loyal man, one Colonel Windham, who
lived at Trent. This town was notable as a very hotbed of
republicanism; a proof of which was afforded his majesty on the
very day of his entrance. As he rode into the principal street,
still disguised as a waiting man to Mistress Lane, he heard a
great ringing of bells, and the tumult of many voices, and saw a
vast concourse of people gathered in the churchyard close by. On
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Poems by T. S. Eliot: And twists one in her fingers while she talks.
"Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you should hold it in your hands";
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks)
"You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at situations which it cannot see."
I smile, of course,
And go on drinking tea.
"Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
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