| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton: way from the ferry she had told him that he and she
must remain apart; but she had said it with her head
on his breast. He knew that there was no calculated
coquetry in her words; she was fighting her fate as he
had fought his, and clinging desperately to her resolve
that they should not break faith with the people who
trusted them. But during the ten days which had elapsed
since her return to New York she had perhaps guessed
from his silence, and from the fact of his making no
attempt to see her, that he was meditating a decisive
step, a step from which there was no turning back. At
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Miracle Mongers and Their Methods by Harry Houdini: Foo is a fire-eater of the highest type, refining
the effect with the same subtle artistry that
marks all the work of this super-magician.
Of Foo's thousand imitators the only
positively successful one was William E. Robinson,
whose tragic death while in the performance of
the bullet-catching trick is the latest addition to
the long list of casualties chargeable to that
ill-omened juggle. He carried the imitation
even as far as the name, calling himself Chung
Ling Soo. Robinson was very successful in
 Miracle Mongers and Their Methods |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Egmont by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe: believe it's for the sake of religion. We know better. Three bishops were
enough for us; things went on decently and reputably. Now each must
busy himself as if he were needed; and this gives rise every moment to
dissensions and ill-will. And the more you agitate the matter, so much the
worse it grows. (They drink.)
Soest. But it was the will of the king; she cannot alter it, one way or
another.
Jetter. Then we may not even sing the new psalms; but ribald songs, as
many as we please. And why? There is heresy in them, they say, and
heaven knows what. I have sung some of them, however; they are new, to
be sure, but I see no harm in them.
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