| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Proposed Roads To Freedom by Bertrand Russell: When a man's training has been completed, if he is
possessed of really great abilities, he will do his best
work if he is completely free to follow his bent,
creating what seems good to him, regardless of the
judgment of ``experts.'' At present this is only
possible for two classes of people: those who have
private means, and those who can earn a living by
an occupation that does not absorb their whole
energies. Under Socialism, there will be no one with
private means, and if there is to be no loss as
regards art and science, the opportunity which now
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Ruling Passion by Henry van Dyke: villages; decidedly a false god, but sufficiently powerful) arranged
a surprise for the travelling lawyer. It came out at Three Rivers.
He arrived about nightfall, and slept at the hotel, feeling
curiously depressed. The next morning he was worse; but he was a
resolute and industrious dog, after his own fashion. So he hired a
buggy and drove out through the mud to Pierre's place. They heard
the wagon stop at the gate, and went out to see who it was.
The man was hardly recognizable: face pale, lips blue, eyes dull,
teeth chattering.
"Get me out of this," he muttered. "I am dying. God's sake, be
quick!"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gambara by Honore de Balzac: /imitation/, with a suggestion of the Moorish coloring of Spain. Here
the terrifying music is softened to gentler hues, like a storm dying
away, and ends in the florid prettiness of a duet wholly unlike
anything that has come before it. After the turmoil of a camp full of
errant heroes, we have a picture of love. Poet! I thank thee! My heart
could not have borne much more. If I could not here and there pluck
the daisies of a French light opera, if I could not hear the gentle
wit of a woman able to love and to charm, I could not endure the
terrible deep note on which Bertram comes in, saying to his son: '/Si
je la permets/!' when Robert had promised the princess he adores that
he will conquer with the arms she has bestowed on him.
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