| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Daisy Miller by Henry James: "What has she been doing?"
"Everything that is not done here. Flirting with any man she could pick up;
sitting in corners with mysterious Italians; dancing all the evening
with the same partners; receiving visits at eleven o'clock at night.
Her mother goes away when visitors come."
"But her brother," said Winterbourne, laughing, "sits up till midnight."
"He must be edified by what he sees. I'm told that at their hotel
everyone is talking about her, and that a smile goes round among
all the servants when a gentleman comes and asks for Miss Miller."
"The servants be hanged!" said Winterbourne angrily.
"The poor girl's only fault," he presently added, "is that she
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 1 by Alexis de Toqueville: them, their general spirit will be eminently conservative and
anti-democratic. When an aristocracy excludes the leaders of that
profession from its ranks, it excites enemies which are the more
formidable to its security as they are independent of the
nobility by their industrious pursuits; and they feel themselves
to be its equal in point of intelligence, although they enjoy
less opulence and less power. But whenever an aristocracy
consents to impart some of its privileges to these same
individuals, the two classes coalesce very readily, and assume,
as it were, the consistency of a single order of family
interests.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith: command you to leave it directly.
MARLOW. Ha! ha! ha! A puddle in a storm. I shan't stir a step, I
assure you. (In a serious tone.) This your house, fellow! It's my
house. This is my house. Mine, while I choose to stay. What right
have you to bid me leave this house, sir? I never met with such
impudence, curse me; never in my whole life before.
HARDCASTLE. Nor I, confound me if ever I did. To come to my house, to
call for what he likes, to turn me out of my own chair, to insult the
family, to order his servants to get drunk, and then to tell me, "This
house is mine, sir." By all that's impudent, it makes me laugh. Ha!
ha! ha! Pray, sir (bantering), as you take the house, what think you
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