The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: might live on in the castle, and Mr. Archer would pay you;
but you was to look for no more wages, since he would be glad
of them himself.'
Jonathan's face contracted; the flush of a black, bilious
anger mounted to the roots of his hair; he gave an
inarticulate cry, leapt upon his feet, and began rapidly
pacing the stone floor. At first he kept his hands behind
his back in a tight knot; then he began to gesticulate as he
turned.
'This man - this lord,' he shouted, 'who is he? He was born
with a gold spoon in his mouth, and I with a dirty straw. He
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Modeste Mignon by Honore de Balzac: their amiability,--how far can they bend under a family yoke, and
put up with its little miseries? That is a text I have meditated
upon. Ah! though I said to my heart before I came to you, Forward!
Onward! it did not tremble and palpitate any the less on the way;
and I did not conceal from myself the stoniness of the path nor
the Alpine difficulties I had to encounter. I thought of all in my
long, long meditations. Do I not know that eminent men like you
have known the love they have inspired quite as well as that which
they themselves have felt; that they have had many romances in
their lives,--you particularly, who send forth those airy visions
of your soul that women rush to buy? Yet still I cried to myself,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad: partial. There is the danger of her own self, poor girl. She
requires guidance."
I marvelled at the villainy of my tone as I spoke, but it was only
assumed.
"I don't think she has done badly for herself, so far," I forced
myself to say. "I suppose you know that she began life by herding
the village goats."
In the course of that phrase I noticed her wince just the least
bit. Oh, yes, she winced; but at the end of it she smiled easily.
"No, I didn't know. So she told you her story! Oh, well, I
suppose you are very good friends. A goatherd - really? In the
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