| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Elixir of Life by Honore de Balzac: spendthrift's soul. He examined his life, and became thoughtful,
like a man involved in a lawsuit on his way to the Court.
Bartolommeo Belvidero, Don Juan's father, was an old man of
ninety, who had devoted the greatest part of his life to business
pursuits. He had acquired vast wealth in many a journey to
magical Eastern lands, and knowledge, so it was said, more
valuable than the gold and diamonds, which had almost ceased to
have any value for him.
"I would give more to have a tooth in my head than for a ruby,"
he would say at times with a smile. The indulgent father loved to
hear Don Juan's story of this and that wild freak of youth. "So
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells: stuff that seemed to glance at quite another type of womanhood.
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"It is clear that the women aristocrats who must come to the
remaking of the world will do so in spite of limitations at least as
great as those from which the aristocratic spirit of man escapes.
These women must become aristocratic through their own innate
impulse, they must be self-called to their lives, exactly as men
must be; there is no making an aristocrat without a predisposition
for rule and nobility. And they have to discover and struggle
against just exactly the limitations that we have to struggle
against. They have to conquer not only fear but indulgence,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: That was my mistake. I should have killed her. And I
didn't."
"Teddy boy! Don't, brother! You're tired. You're excited
and worn out."
"No, I'm not. Just let me talk. I know what I'm saying.
There's something clean about killing." He brooded a moment
over that thought. Then he went on, doggedly, not raising
his voice. His hands were clasped loosely. "You don't know
about the intolerance and the anti-Semitism in Prussia, I
suppose. All through Germany, for that matter. In Bavaria
it's bitter. That's one reason why Olga loathed Munich so.
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