The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: the pencil began to write. They read the message, word by word, as it was
written:
There is wisdom greater than the wisdom of reason. Love proceeds not out of
the dry-as-dust way of the mind. Love is of the heart, and is beyond all
reason, and logic, and philosophy. Trust your own heart, my daughter. And if
your heart bids you have faith in your lover, then laugh at the mind and its
cold wisdom, and obey your heart, and have faith in your lover.--Martha.
"But that whole message is the dictate of your own heart," Chris cried. "Don't
you see, Lute? The thought is your very own, and your subconscious mind has
expressed it there on the paper."
"But there is one thing I don't see," she objected.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling: and protesting that Mrs. Reiver saved him from ruin in both worlds.
That she knew anything of Moriarty's weakness nobody believed for a
moment. That she would have cut him dead, thrown him over, and
acquainted all her friends with her discovery, if she had known of
it, nobody who knew her doubted for an instant.
Moriarty thought her something she never was, and in that belief
saved himself. Which was just as good as though she had been
everything that he had imagined.
But the question is, what claim will Mrs. Reiver have to the credit
of Moriarty's salvation, when her day of reckoning comes?
A BANK FRAUD.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis: that I withdraw all my criticisms. The fact that I might like
a glimpse of old friends hasn't any particular relation to the
question of whether Gopher Prairie oughtn't to have festivals
and lamb chops."
Hastily, "No, no! Sure not. I und'stand."
"But I know it must have been pretty tiresome to have to
live with anybody as perfect as I was."
He grinned. She liked his grin.
V
He was thrilled by old negro coachmen, admirals, aeroplanes,
the building to which his income tax would eventually go, a
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