| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Historical Lecturers and Essays by Charles Kingsley: infinite unknown? Why not? For so are all human destinies
Bound with gold chains unto the throne of God.
ANCIENT CIVILISATION {5} {6}
There is a theory abroad in the world just now about the origin of
the human race, which has so many patent and powerful physiological
facts to support it that we must not lightly say that it is absurd
or impossible; and that is, that man's mortal body and brain were
derived from some animal and ape-like creature. Of that I am not
going to speak now. My subject is: How this creature called man,
from whatever source derived, became civilised, rational, and moral.
And I am sorry to say that there is tacked on by many to the first
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain: quicker the better -- I'm all in a shiver."
"Do it NOW? And company there? Look here --
I'll get suspicious of you, first thing you know. No
-- we'll wait till the lights are out -- there's no hurry."
Huck felt that a silence was going to ensue -- a
thing still more awful than any amount of murderous
talk; so he held his breath and stepped gingerly back;
planted his foot carefully and firmly, after balancing,
one-legged, in a precarious way and almost toppling
over, first on one side and then on the other. He
took another step back, with the same elaboration
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Z. Marcas by Honore de Balzac: talent in the higher circles, and the abundance of intellect in the
lowest ranks, where the finest courage is smothered under cigar ashes.
What was to become of him? His parents wished him to be a doctor. But
if he were a doctor, must he not wait twenty years for a practice? You
know what he did? No? Well, he is a doctor; but he left France, he is
in Asia. At this moment he is perhaps sinking under fatigue in a
desert, or dying of the lashes of a barbarous horde--or perhaps he is
some Indian prince's prime minister.
Action is my vocation. Leaving a civil college at the age of twenty,
the only way for me to enter the army was by enlisting as a common
soldier; so, weary of the dismal outlook that lay before a lawyer, I
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