| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 1 by Alexis de Toqueville: even to attempt any amelioration of their condition. Such,
however, will not always be the case. Europe has succeeded by
her own efforts in piercing the gloom of the Middle Ages; South
America has the same Christian laws and Christian manners as we
have; she contains all the germs of civilization which have grown
amidst the nations of Europe or their offsets, added to the
advantages to be derived from our example: why then should she
always remain uncivilized? It is clear that the question is
simply one of time; at some future period, which may be more or
less remote, the inhabitants of South America will constitute
flourishing and enlightened nations.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Study of a Woman by Honore de Balzac: are fed by sucking their canes, those of a great name, or a great
fame, those of the highest or the lowest rank in her own world, they
all blanch before her. She has conquered the right to converse as long
and as often as she chooses with the men who seem to her agreeable,
without being entered on the tablets of gossip. Certain coquettish
women are capable of following a plan of this kind for seven years in
order to gratify their fancies later; but to suppose any such
reservations in the Marquise de Listomere would be to calumniate her.
I have had the happiness of knowing this phoenix. She talks well; I
know how to listen; consequently I please her, and I go to her
parties. That, in fact, was the object of my ambition.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Stories From the Old Attic by Robert Harris: of the social pressure around them. A decision accompanied by fear,
decried by the important, and rejected by society could not be made
by everyone.
After the time of his stay was over, the Eastern doctor showed the
cured natives how to compound the medicine and then left. As
generations passed, most of the natives remained loyal to the
dunghill, but a few took the cure.
Love
Otto and his girlfriend Brissa were driving merrily down the middle
of the road one rainy night on their way to a party when they
approached a little old lady trying vainly to change a flat tire.
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