| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Augsburg Confession by Philip Melanchthon: because of very great and manifest abuses doubtless might be
profitably reduced. For in olden times, even in churches most
frequented, the Mass was not celebrated every day, as the
Tripartite History (Book 9, chap. 33) testifies: Again in
Alexandria, every Wednesday and Friday the Scriptures are
read, and the doctors expound them, and all things are done,
except the solemn rite of Communion.
Article XXV: Of Confession.
Confession in the churches is not abolished among us; for it
is not usual to give the body of the Lord, except to them that
have been previously examined and absolved. And the people are
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Circular Staircase by Mary Roberts Rinehart: be in inverse proportion to the gravity of his profession."
"A man's sense of humor is a barbarous and a cruel thing, Miss
Innes," he admitted. "It is to the feminine as the hug of a bear
is to the scratch of--well;-- anything with claws. Is that
you, Thomas? Come in."
Thomas Johnson stood in the doorway. He looked alarmed and
apprehensive, and suddenly I remembered the sealskin dressing-bag
in the lodge. Thomas came just inside the door and stood with
his head drooping, his eyes, under their shaggy gray brows, fixed
on Mr. Jamieson.
"Thomas," said the detective, not unkindly, "I sent for you to
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Another Study of Woman by Honore de Balzac: The mistress of the house then waylays a few artists, amusing people
or intimate friends, saying, "Do not go yet; we will have a snug
little supper." These collect in some small room. The second, the real
party, now begins; a party where, as of old, every one can hear what
is said, conversation is general, each one is bound to be witty and to
contribute to the amusement of all. Everything is made to tell, honest
laughter takes the place of the gloom which in company saddens the
prettiest faces. In short, where the rout ends pleasure begins.
The Rout, a cold display of luxury, a review of self-conceits in full
dress, is one of those English inventions which tend to /mechanize/
other nations. England seems bent on seeing the whole world as dull as
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