The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anthem by Ayn Rand: We raised our right arm and we spoke,
and our voice was the clearest, the steadiest
voice in the hall that day, and we said:
"The will of our brothers be done."
And we looked straight into the eyes of the Council,
but their eyes were as cold blue glass buttons.
So we went into the Home of the Street Sweepers.
It is a grey house on a narrow street.
There is a sundial in its courtyard,
by which the Council of the Home can
tell the hours of the day and when to ring
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: was taken ill on deck. I think I had the luck to be present at every
sudden seizure during all the passage; and on this occasion found
myself in the place of importance, supporting the sufferer. There
was not only a large crowd immediately around us, but a considerable
knot of saloon passengers leaning over our heads from the hurricane-
deck. One of these, an elderly managing woman, hailed me with
counsels. Of course I had to reply; and as the talk went on, I began
to discover that the whole group took me for the husband. I looked
upon my new wife, poor creature, with mingled feelings; and I must
own she had not even the appearance of the poorest class of city
servant-maids, but looked more like a country wench who should have
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola: else?"
"Caroline, I believe, and Simonne and Gaga without doubt. One never
knows exactly, does one? On such occasions one expects the party
will number twenty, and you're really thirty."
Vandeuvres, who was looking at the ladies, passed abruptly to
another subject:
"She must have been very nice-looking, that Du Joncquoy woman, some
fifteen years ago. Poor Estelle has grown lankier than ever. What
a nice lath to put into a bed!"
But interrupting himself, he returned to the subject of tomorrow's
supper.
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