| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott: to talk with every day!" Lastly, Mr. Bhaer was dressed
in a new suit of black, which made him look more like a gentleman
than ever. His bushy hair had been cut and smoothly brushed, but
didn't stay in order long, for in exciting moments, he rumpled
it up in the droll way he used to do, and Jo liked it rampantly
erect better than flat, because she thought it gave his fine
forehead a Jove-like aspect. Poor Jo, how she did glorify that
plain man, as she sat knitting away so quietly, yet letting
nothing escape her, not even the fact that Mr. Bhaer actually
had gold sleeve-buttons in his immaculate wristbands.
"Dear old fellow! He couldn't have got himself up with
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Atheist's Mass by Honore de Balzac: a sick man believe that a ball rises up from the oesophagus into
the larynx.
"In later life I have met people born to wealth who, never having
wanted for anything, had never even heard this problem in the
rule of three: A young man is to crime as a five-franc piece is
to X.--These gilded idiots say to me, 'Why did you get into debt?
Why did you involve yourself in such onerous obligations?' They
remind me of the princess who, on hearing that the people lacked
bread, said, 'Why do not they buy cakes?' I should like to see
one of these rich men, who complain that I charge too much for an
operation,--yes, I should like to see him alone in Paris without
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: prosperity, and preparations were made for the coming visit of
royalty upon a scale of such magnificence and splendor as Earl
Robert, or perhaps even King Edward himself, had never dreamed.
For weeks the whole castle had been alive with folk hurrying
hither and thither; and with the daily and almost hourly coming
of pack-horses, laden with bales and boxes, from London. From
morning to night one heard the ceaseless chip- chipping of the
masons' hammers, and saw carriers of stones and mortar ascending
and descending the ladders of the scaffolding that covered the
face of the great North Hall. Within, that part of the building
was alive with the scraping of the carpenters' saws, the
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