| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: her like was not to be found within the bounds of all the seven
rivers. So proud was she and so haughty that she would neither
look upon a young man nor allow any young man to look upon her.
She was so particular that whenever she went out to take a ride a
herald was sent through the town with a trumpet ordering that
every house should be closed and that everybody should stay
within doors, so that the princess should run no risk of seeing a
young man, or that no young man by chance should see her.
One day the herald went through the town blowing his trumpet and
calling in a great, loud voice: "Close your doors! Close your
windows! Her highness, the princess, comes to ride; let no man
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Eve and David by Honore de Balzac: sharp whistle, and were followed to the livery stable. Once there,
Kolb took his master up behind him, with a caution to keep tight hold.
"Veestle avay, mind goot vriends! I care not von rap," cried Kolb.
"You vill not datch an old trooper," and the old cavalry man clapped
both spurs to his horse, and was out into the country and the darkness
not merely before the spies could follow, but before they had time to
discover the direction that he took.
Eve meanwhile went out on the tolerably ingenious pretext of asking
advise of Postel, sat awhile enduring the insulting pity that spends
itself in words, left the Postel family, and stole away unseen to
Basine Clerget, told her troubles, and asked for help and shelter.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad: Mr Vladimir asked himself what that confounded and intrusive
policeman was driving at. Descended from generations victimised by
the instruments of an arbitrary power, he was racially, nationally,
and individually afraid of the police. It was an inherited
weakness, altogether independent of his judgment, of his reason, of
his experience. He was born to it. But that sentiment, which
resembled the irrational horror some people have of cats, did not
stand in the way of his immense contempt for the English police.
He finished the sentence addressed to the great lady, and turned
slightly in his chair.
"You mean that we have a great experience of these people. Yes;
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