| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: yet I'm going to put my life in his hands in that
racing machine. Have I gone crazy?"
She was not in the least afraid of him. His face
and voice and personality all seemed familiar. Her
brain and common-sense told her that such a trip with
an utter stranger was dangerous and foolish beyond
words. In his automobile, unaccompanied by a human
soul and unacquainted with the roads over which they
would travel, she would be absolutely in his power.
She set her teeth firmly at last, her mind made up.
"It's too mad a risk. I was crazy to promise. I
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Scenes from a Courtesan's Life by Honore de Balzac: hope for in the expression of his eyes, once bright and yellow like
those of a tiger, but now shrouded, from austerities and privations,
with a haze like that which overhangs the horizon in the dog-days,
when, though the earth is hot and luminous, the mist makes it
indistinct and dim--almost invisible.
The gravity of a Spaniard, the deep furrows which the myriad scars of
virulent smallpox made hideously like broken ruts, were ploughed into
his face, which was sallow and tanned by the sun. The hardness of this
countenance was all the more conspicuous, being framed in the meagre
dry wig of a priest who takes no care of his person, a black wig
looking rusty in the light. His athletic frame, his hands like an old
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith: whole time. Yet the fellow, but for his unaccountable bashfulness, is
pretty well too. He has good sense, but then so buried in his fears,
that it fatigues one more than ignorance. If I could teach him a
little confidence, it would be doing somebody that I know of a piece of
service. But who is that somebody?--That, faith, is a question I can
scarce answer. [Exit.]
Enter TONY and MISS NEVILLE, followed by MRS. HARDCASTLE and HASTINGS.
TONY. What do you follow me for, cousin Con? I wonder you're not
ashamed to be so very engaging.
MISS NEVILLE. I hope, cousin, one may speak to one's own relations,
and not be to blame.
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