| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: coming from the mill with a load of his master's flour and when
crossing the stream had missed the bridge and let the cart get
stuck. And he saw that he had crawled under the cart and was
trying to lift it by arching his back. But strange to say the
cart did not move, it stuck to his back and he could neither
lift it nor get out from under it. It was crushing the whole
of his loins. And how cold it felt! Evidently he must crawl
out. 'Have done!' he exclaimed to whoever was pressing the
cart down on him. 'Take out the sacks!' But the cart pressed
down colder and colder, and then he heard a strange knocking,
awoke completely, and remembered everything. The cold cart was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Revenues by Xenophon: pride of our city, are persuaded that the accomplishment of their
hopes is to be found, not in peace but in war, I beg them to reflect
on some matters of history, and to begin at the beginning,[10] the
Median war. Was it by high-handed violence, or as benefactors of the
Hellenes, that we obtained the headship of the naval forces, and the
trusteeship of the treasury of Hellas?[11] Again, when through the too
cruel exercise of her presidency, as men thought, Athens was deprived
of her empire, is it not the case that even in those days,[12] as soon
as we held aloof from injustice we were once more reinstated by the
islanders, of their own free will, as presidents of the naval force?
Nay, did not the very Thebans, in return for certain benefits, grant
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: The time was nearly midnight as the Kid walked
down the West-Side avenue. Few stores were open
and such as were practically hooted at the idea of a
peach.
But in her moated flat the bride confidently awaited
her Persian fruit. A champion welter-weight not find
a peach? - not stride triumphantly over the seasons
and the zodiac and the almanac to fetch an Amsden's
June or a Georgia cling to his owny-own?
The Kid's eye caught sight of a window that was
lighted and gorgeous with nature's most entrancing
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