The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: Flamel's, the result had not justified his expectation. The blow
he had struck had blunted the edge of his anger, and the
unforeseen extent of the hurt inflicted did not alter the fact
that his weapon had broken in his hands. He saw now that his rage
against Flamel was only the last projection of a passionate self-
disgust. This consciousness did not dull his dislike of the man;
it simply made reprisals ineffectual. Flamel's unwillingness to
quarrel with him was the last stage of his abasement.
In the light of this final humiliation his assumption of his
wife's indifference struck him as hardly so fatuous as the
sentimental resuscitation of his past. He had been living in a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: "These are the ones I was looking for," said the peddler, putting
the gloves in his pocket. Then he continued: "Your mistress was
rather fond of taking long walks by herself, wasn't she?"
The girl's pale face flushed hotly and she stammered: "You know
- about it?"
"You know about it also, I see. And did you know everything?"
"Yes, everything," murmured Nanette.
"Then it was you and Tristan who accompanied the lady on her walks?"
"Yes."
"I supposed she must have taken some one into her confidence. Well,
and what do you think about the murder?"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf: then these she had put in with her own hands, said Mrs Ramsay. The
question was, what happened if she sent bulbs down; did Kennedy plant
them? It was his incurable laziness; she added, moving on. If she
stood over him all day long with a spade in her hand, he did sometimes
do a stroke of work. So they strolled along, towards the red-hot
pokers. "You're teaching your daughters to exaggerate," said Mr
Ramsay, reproving her. Her Aunt Camilla was far worse than she was, Mrs
Ramsay remarked. "Nobody ever held up your Aunt Camilla as a model of
virtue that I'm aware of," said Mr Ramsay. "She was the most beautiful
woman I ever saw," said Mrs Ramsay. "Somebody else was that," said Mr
Ramsay. Prue was going to be far more beautiful than she was, said Mrs
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