| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle: smiting his hands together, "that is a shrewd shot."
Then the tattered stranger stepped forth, and all the people laughed
as they saw a yellow patch that showed beneath his arm when he raised
his elbow to shoot, and also to see him aim with but one eye.
He drew the good yew bow quickly, and quickly loosed a shaft;
so short was the time that no man could draw a breath betwixt
the drawing and the shooting; yet his arrow lodged nearer the center
than the other by twice the length of a barleycorn.
"Now by all the saints in Paradise!" cried the Sheriff,
"that is a lovely shaft in very truth!"
Then Adam o' the Dell shot, carefully and cautiously, and his
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Ball at Sceaux by Honore de Balzac: now, no Duthe, no creditors--and you know nothing of heraldry; why, my
dear young friend, you are not fully fledged. The man who does not sow
his wild oats in the spring sows them in the winter. If I have but
eighty thousand francs a year at the age of seventy, it is because I
ran through the capital at thirty. Oh! with my wife--in decency and
honor. However, your imperfections will not interfere with my
introducing you at the Pavillon Planat. Remember, you have promised to
come, and I shall expect you."
"What an odd little old man!" said Longueville to himself. "He is so
jolly and hale; but though he wishes to seem a good fellow, I will not
trust him too far."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad: Smith. That's not my name. Don't call me by it."
She was shaking as if in a passion. His eyes expressed nothing; he
only unlatched the gate in silence, grasped her arm and drew her in.
Then closing it with a kick -
"Not your name? That's all one to me. Your name's the least thing
about you I care for." He was leading her firmly away from the gate
though she resisted slightly. There was a sort of joy in his eyes
which frightened her. "You are not a princess in disguise," he said
with an unexpected laugh she found blood-curdling. "And that's all
I care for. You had better understand that I am not blind and not a
fool. And then it's plain for even a fool to see that things have
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