| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pierrette by Honore de Balzac: of his trade in working for him, and thus keep watch over his darling.
Brigaut's mind was made up as he sat there thinking. He went back to
Paris and fetched his certificate, tools, and baggage, and three days
later he was a journeyman in the establishment of Monsieur Frappier,
the best cabinet-maker in Provins. Active, steady workmen, not given
to junketing and taverns, are so rare that masters hold to young men
like Brigaut when they find them. To end Brigaut's history on this
point, we will say here that by the end of the month he was made
foreman, and was fed and lodged by Frappier, who taught him arithmetic
and line drawing. The house and shop were in the Grand'Rue, not a
hundred feet from the little square where Pierrette lived.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Return of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: explore what lay beyond it, he carried the stones into the
passageway and replaced them from that side. The deep deposit
of dust which he had noticed upon the blocks as he
had first removed them from the wall had convinced him
that even if the present occupants of the ancient pile had
knowledge of this hidden passage they had made no use of
it for perhaps generations.
The wall replaced, Tarzan turned to the shaft, which was
some fifteen feet wide at this point. To leap across the
intervening space was a small matter to the ape-man, and a
moment later he was proceeding along a narrow tunnel,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: irresolute; but why did Jorgenson not put an end to their
hesitation by a volley or two of musketry if only over their
heads? Through the anguish of his perplexity Lingard found
himself returning to life, to mere life with its sense of pain
and mortality, like a man awakened from a dream by a stab in the
breast. What did this silence of the Emma mean? Could she have
been already carried in the fog? But that was unthinkable. Some
sounds of resistance must have been heard. No, the boats hung off
because they knew with what desperate defence they would meet;
and perhaps Jorgenson knew very well what he was doing by holding
his fire to the very last moment and letting the craven hearts
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