| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells: frock-coated thing of spite, and fools like him multiplied by a
million, saw fit to call them out to action. Just out of hatred and
nationalism and faction. . . ."
Then came a queer fancy.
"Great guns, mines, battleships, all that cruelty-apparatus; I see
it more and more as the gathering revenge of dead joyless matter for
the happiness of life. It is a conspiracy of the lifeless, an
enormous plot of the rebel metals against sensation. That is why in
particular half-living people seem to love these things. La
Ferriere was a fastness of the kind of tyranny that passes out of
human experience, the tyranny of the strong man over men. Essen
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Daisy Miller by Henry James: "And what is it," he asked, "that you accuse me of thinking of?"
"Of that young lady's--Miss Baker's, Miss Chandler's--what's her name?--
Miss Miller's intrigue with that little barber's block."
"Do you call it an intrigue," Winterbourne asked--"an affair that goes
on with such peculiar publicity?"
"That's their folly," said Mrs. Costello; "it's not their merit."
"No," rejoined Winterbourne, with something of that pensiveness
to which his aunt had alluded. "I don't believe that there
is anything to be called an intrigue."
"I have heard a dozen people speak of it; they say she is quite carried
away by him."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Elixir of Life by Honore de Balzac: was trembling so violently, that he was actually obliged to wait
for a moment. But Don Juan had acquired an early familiarity with
evil; his morals had been corrupted by a licentious court, a
reflection worthy of the Duke of Urbino crossed his mind, and it
was a keen sense of curiosity that goaded him into boldness. The
devil himself might have whispered the words that were echoing
through his brain, Moisten one of the eyes with the liquid! He
took up a linen cloth, moistened it sparingly with the precious
fluid, and passed it lightly over the right eyelid of the corpse.
The eye unclosed. . . .
"Aha!" said Don Juan. He gripped the flask tightly, as we clutch
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