| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott: cry, dear." And Laurie put his arm about her with a brotherly
gesture which was very comforting.
When he had gone, she went to her little chapel, and sitting
in the twilight, prayed for Beth, with streaming tears and an
aching heart, feeling that a million turquoise rings would not
console her for the loss of her gentle little sister.
CHAPTER TWENTY
I don't think I have any words in which to tell the meeting
of the mother and daughters. Such hours are beautiful to live,
but very hard to describe, so I will leave it to the imagination
of my readers, merely saying that the house was full of genuine
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Frances Waldeaux by Rebecca Davis: "After a million of years--it will still be me."
There stirred within the lean body and rheumatic limbs
depths of unused power, of thought, of love and passion,
and, deeper than all, awful possibilities of change.
"I have it in me still to be worse than a
murderer," she thought, with whitening face.
She stood a long time, alone. A strange content and
light came slowly into her face. "Come what will, I
shall never be left to myself again," she said at last,
speaking to a Friend whom she had found long ago.
Then she went in search of the boy. "Come, Jack," she
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: course. And when Amyas looked back, behold, behind him was the
snow range of the Andes glittering in the moon, and he knew that he
was in the South Seas once more, and that all America was between
him and home. And still the corpse kept pointing back, and back,
and looking at him with yearning eyes of agony, and lips which
longed to tell some awful secret; till he sprang up, and woke with
a shout of terror, and found himself lying in the little coved
chamber in dear old Burrough, with the gray autumn morning already
stealing in.
Feverish and excited, he tried in vain to sleep again; and after an
hour's tossing, rose and dressed, and started for a bathe on his
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