| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Adam Bede by George Eliot: and made him gallop back. It seemed he couldn't quite depend on
his own resolution, as he had thought he could; he almost wished
his arm would get painful again, and then he should think of
nothing but the comfort it would be to get rid of the pain. There
was no knowing what impulse might seize him to-morrow, in this
confounded place, where there was nothing to occupy him
imperiously through the livelong day. What could he do to secure
himself from any more of this folly?
There was but one resource. He would go and tell Irwine--tell him
everything. The mere act of telling it would make it seem
trivial; the temptation would vanish, as the charm of fond words
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from From London to Land's End by Daniel Defoe: and the ESPALIERS filled exactly at bottom, to the very ground, and
are led up to proportioned heights on the top, so that nothing of
that kind can be more beautiful.
The house itself is every way answerable on the outside to the
beautiful prospect, and the two fronts are the largest and, beyond
comparison, the finest of the kind in England. The great stairs go
up from the second court of the palace on the right hand, and lead
you to the south prospect.
I hinted in my last that King William brought into England the love
of fine paintings as well as that of fine gardens; and you have an
example of it in the cartoons, as they are called, being five
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: she did or said, and there was an end of it for him. I believe
that he was subtle enough to be even flattered at bottom - at
times. And then to console him he had the brig which seemed
pervaded by the spirit of Freya, since whatever he did on board was
always done under the supreme sanction of his love.
"Yes. I'll soon begin to count the days," he repeated. "Eleven
months more. I'll have to crowd three trips into that."
"Mind you don't come to grief trying to do too much," I admonished
him. But he dismissed my caution with a laugh and an elated
gesture. Pooh! Nothing, nothing could happen to the brig, he
cried, as if the flame of his heart could light up the dark nights
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