| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: What was coming? He saw the lights of the train draw across his vision.
It seemed to him people were approaching. He made off across the
field into Nottingham, and dimly in his consciousness as he went,
he felt on his foot the place where his boot had knocked against
one of the lad's bones. The knock seemed to re-echo inside him;
he hurried to get away from it.
Morel gradually came to himself. He knew where he was and
what had happened, but he did not want to move. He lay still,
with tiny bits of snow tickling his face. It was pleasant
to lie quite, quite still. The time passed. It was the bits
of snow that kept rousing him when he did not want to be roused.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne: "I would forbid nothing," returned the old miner, "but there's
no hurry about that. Who knows but we may find one for him--"
Harry re-entered at that moment, and Simon Ford was silent.
When Madge rose from the table, all followed her example,
and seated themselves at the door of the cottage. "Well, Simon,"
said the engineer, "I am ready to hear you."
"Mr. Starr," responded Ford, "I do not need your ears, but your legs.
Are you quite rested?"
"Quite rested and quite refreshed, Simon. I am ready to go with you
wherever you like."
"Harry," said Simon Ford, turning to his son, "light our safety lamps."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Works of Samuel Johnson by Samuel Johnson: dims his eyes with the perusal of antiquated volumes,
or burthens his memory with great accumulations
of preparatory knowledge. A careless glance upon
a favourite author, or transient survey of the
varieties of life, is sufficient to supply the first hint
or seminal idea, which, enlarged by the gradual
accretion of matter stored in the mind, is by the
warmth of fancy easily expanded into flowers, and
sometimes ripened into fruit.
The most frequent difficulty by which the authors
of these petty compositions are distressed, arises
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