| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde: both of us.
GWENDOLEN. My poor wounded Cecily!
CECILY. My sweet wronged Gwendolen!
GWENDOLEN. [Slowly and seriously.] You will call me sister, will
you not? [They embrace. JACK and ALGERNON groan and walk up and
down.]
CECILY. [Rather brightly.] There is just one question I would
like to be allowed to ask my guardian.
GWENDOLEN. An admirable idea! Mr. Worthing, there is just one
question I would like to be permitted to put to you. Where is your
brother Ernest? We are both engaged to be married to your brother
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: lay for years in the woods, until some Indians found it again. It is called
the Ringing Stone, and Indians come from miles around to see and hear it."
The missionary pointed out wide fields of corn, now growing yellow, and
hillsides doted with browsing cattle, droves of sturdy-limbed horses, and pens
of fat, grunting pigs--all of which attested to the growing prosperity of the
Village of Peace.
On the way back to the cabin, while the others listened to and questioned Mr.
Zeisberger, Jim was silent and thoughtful, for his thoughts reverted to his
brother.
Later, as he walked with Nell by the golden-fringed stream, he spoke of Joe.
"Joe wanted so much to hunt with Wetzel. He will come back; surely he will
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Options by O. Henry: another equal to her. So I forsook it and repaired to this mountain
fastness to spend the remainder of my life alone--to devote and
dedicate my remaining years to her memory."
"It's grand," said Miss Trenholme, "absolutely grand. I think a
hermit's life is the ideal one. No bill-collectors calling, no
dressing for dinner--how I'd like to be one! But there's no such luck
for me. If I don't marry this season I honestly believe mamma will
force me into settlement work or trimming hats. It isn't because I'm
getting old or ugly; but we haven't enough money left to butt in at
any of the swell places any more. And I don't want to marry--unless
it's somebody I like. That's why I'd like to be a hermit. Hermits
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