| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: Tuesday. . . ."
Sir Richmond, too, was sticking to his argument. "A man, and
for that matter the world he lives in, is a tangle of
accumulations. Your psychoanalyst starts, it seems to me,
with a notion of stripping down to something fundamental. The
ape before was a tangle of accumulations, just as we are. So
it was with his forebears. So it has always been. All life is
an endless tangle of accumulations."
"Recognize it," said the doctor.
"And then?" said Sir Richmond, controversially.
"Recognize in particular your own tangle."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: reverting stubbornly to what he had first spoken.
Gascoyne did not answer, but lay for a long while in silence.
"Knowest thou," he suddenly asked, after a while, "who is this
great enemy of whom Sir James speaketh, and who seeketh so to
drive thy father to ruin?"
"Nay," said Myles, "I know not, for my father hath never spoken
of these things, and Sir James would not tell me. But this I
know," said he, suddenly, grinding his teeth together, "an I do
not hunt him out some day and slay him like a dog--" He stopped
abruptly, and Gascoyne, looking askance at him, saw that his eyes
were full of tears, whereupon he turned his looks away again
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen: was the office of each watchful companion, and each
found their reward in her bodily ease, and her calmness
of spirits. To Elinor, the observation of the latter
was particularly grateful. She, who had seen her week
after week so constantly suffering, oppressed by anguish
of heart which she had neither courage to speak of,
nor fortitude to conceal, now saw with a joy, which no other
could equally share, an apparent composure of mind, which,
in being the result as she trusted of serious reflection,
must eventually lead her to contentment and cheerfulness.
As they approached Barton, indeed, and entered
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