| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: into a little matted ante-room, in which, to their great joy,
they found a tolerably good fire, which Mysie, by some such
expedient as Caleb had suggested, had suppied with a reasonable
quantity of fuel. Glad at the heart to see more of comfort than
the castle had yet seemed to offer, Bucklaw rubbed his hands
heartily over the fire, and now listened with more complacency to
the apologies which the Master of Ravenswood offered. "Comfort,"
he said, "I cannot provide for you, for I have it not for myself;
it is long since these walls have known it, if, indeed, they were
ever acquainted with it. Shelter and safety, I think, I can
promise you."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair: shipped into Russia, handy for carrying in the pockets, and
strong enough to blow a whole temple out of sight."
Lucas waited until the company had stopped laughing over this;
then he began again: "But look at it from the point of view of
practical politics, comrade. Here is an historical figure whom
all men reverence and love, whom some regard as divine; and who
was one of us--who lived our life, and taught our doctrine. And
now shall we leave him in the hands of his enemies--shall we
allow them to stifle and stultify his example? We have his
words, which no one can deny; and shall we not quote them to the
people, and prove to them what he was, and what he taught, and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf: when you play the piano, I expect," he began, turning and speaking over
his shoulder. "We want to find out what's behind things, don't we?--
Look at the lights down there," he continued, "scattered about anyhow.
Things I feel come to me like lights. . . . I want to combine them.
. . . Have you ever seen fireworks that make figures? . . . I want
to make figures. . . . Is that what you want to do?"
Now they were out on the road and could walk side by side.
"When I play the piano? Music is different. . . . But I see what you mean."
They tried to invent theories and to make their theories agree.
As Hewet had no knowledge of music, Rachel took his stick and drew
figures in the thin white dust to explain how Bach wrote his fugues.
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