| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Resurrection by Leo Tolstoy: the present state of things. The law aims at reforming--"
"A nice kind of reform, in a prison!" Nekhludoff put in.
"Or removing," Rogozhinsky went on, persistently, "the perverted
and brutalised persons that threaten society."
"That's just what it doesn't do. Society has not the means of
doing either the one thing or the other."
"How is that? I don't understand," said Rogozhinsky with a forced
smile.
"I mean that only two reasonable kinds of punishment exist. Those
used in the old days: corporal and capital punishment, which, as
human nature gradually softens, come more and more into disuse,"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from U. S. Project Trinity Report by Carl Maag and Steve Rohrer: Immediately after the shot, Medical Group personnel began the
radiological monitoring activities described in section 3.1.2. At
0815, when most of the monitoring activities were completed,
preparations began for entrance into the ground zero area. To
regulate entry into the area, a "Going-in Board" was established,
consisting of Dr. Bainbridge, the Chief of the Medical Group, and a
special scientific consultant. Its purpose was to determine whether a
party had a valid reason for entering the ground zero area. The board
functioned for three days.
Military police at Guard Post 4 and at three roadblocks set up along
Broadway controlled entry into the area. Guard Posts 3, 5, 6, and 7
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales and Fantasies by Robert Louis Stevenson: to lay a hand on which was criminal - had all been taken off
and piled along the floor; a cloth was spread, and a supper
laid, upon the business table; and in his father's chair a
woman, habited like a nun, sat eating. As he appeared in the
doorway, the nun rose, gave a low cry, and stood staring.
She was a large woman, strong, calm, a little masculine, her
features marked with courage and good sense; and as John
blinked back at her, a faint resemblance dodged about his
memory, as when a tune haunts us, and yet will not be
recalled.
'Why, it's John!' cried the nun.
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