| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Letters of Two Brides by Honore de Balzac: fall in with them. It shall rest with yourself, for I have confidence
in your good sense far more than I had expected.
"I do not need to tell you how a daughter of the Chaulieus ought to
behave. The pride so plainly written in your features is my best
guarantee. Safeguards, such as common folk surround their daughters
with, would be an insult in our family. A slander reflecting on your
name might cost the life of the man bold enough to utter it, or the
life of one of your brothers, if by chance the right should not
prevail. No more on this subject. Good-bye, little one."
He kissed me on the forehead and went out. I cannot understand the
relinquishment of this plan after nine years' persistence in it. My
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy: were of unfailing certainty, and so long as he adhered to them,
Vronsky felt that his heart was at peace and he could hold his
head up. Only quite lately in regard to his relations with Anna,
Vronsky had begun to feel that his code of principles did not
fully cover all possible contingencies, and to foresee in the
future difficulties and perplexities for which he could find no
guiding clue.
His present relation to Anna and to her husband was to his mind
clear and simple. It was clearly and precisely defined in the
code of principles by which he was guided.
She was an honorable woman who had bestowed her love upon him,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Troll Garden and Selected Stories by Willa Cather: emptied pitcher, when he heard a laugh across the little garden.
Clara, in her riding habit, was standing at the back door of the
house, under the grapevine trellis that old Joe had grown there
long ago. Nils rose.
"Come out and keep your father and me company. We've been
gossiping all afternoon. Nobody to bother us but the flies."
She shook her head. "No, I never come out here any more. Olaf
doesn't like it. I must live up to my position, you know."
"You mean to tell me you never come out and chat with the boys, as
you used to? He has tamed you! Who keeps up these
flower-beds?"
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