| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: --you naughty boy!"
She flung her arms round his neck and looked up at him, half laughing, like
a beautiful, loving child.
"God! What a woman you are," said the man. "You make me so infernally
proud--dearest, that I...I tell you!"
End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of In a German Pension, by Mansfield
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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: and unalterable differences in character and quality between any two
sorts of men whatever, as would make their peaceful and kindly co-
operation in the world impossible," he wrote.
But he was not satisfied with his observations in India. He found
the prevalence of caste ideas antipathetic and complicating. He
went on after his last parting from Amanda into China, it was the
first of several visits to China, and thence he crossed to America.
White found a number of American press-cuttings of a vehemently
anti-Japanese quality still awaiting digestion in a drawer, and it
was clear to him that Benham had given a considerable amount of
attention to the development of the "white" and "yellow" race
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ruling Passion by Henry van Dyke: Even the name "Larmone" gave me no help; for I could not find it on
any map of Long Island. It was probably the fanciful title of some
old country-place, familiar only to the people who had lived there.
But the very remoteness of the problem, its lack of contact with the
practical world, fascinated me. It was like something that had
drifted away in the fog, on a sea of unknown and fluctuating
currents. The only possible way to find it was to commit yourself
to the same wandering tides and drift after it, trusting to a
propitious fortune that you might be carried in the same direction;
and after a long, blind, unhurrying chase, one day you might feel a
faint touch, a jar, a thrill along the side of your boat, and,
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