| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Edition of The Ambassadors by Henry James: him, however, an instant as if to convey that if he wanted them
ALL--!
"Selfish and vulgar--that's what I must seem to you. You've done
everything for me, and here I am as if I were asking for more. But
it isn't," she went on, "because I'm afraid--though I AM of course
afraid, as a woman in my position always is. I mean it isn't
because one lives in terror--it isn't because of that one is
selfish, for I'm ready to give you my word to-night that I don't
care; don't care what still may happen and what I may lose. I don't
ask you to raise your little finger for me again, nor do I wish
so much as to mention to you what we've talked of before, either
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Republic by Plato: of birds and animals), Do you not take the greatest care in the mating?
'Certainly.' And there is no reason to suppose that less care is required
in the marriage of human beings. But then our rulers must be skilful
physicians of the State, for they will often need a strong dose of
falsehood in order to bring about desirable unions between their subjects.
The good must be paired with the good, and the bad with the bad, and the
offspring of the one must be reared, and of the other destroyed; in this
way the flock will be preserved in prime condition. Hymeneal festivals
will be celebrated at times fixed with an eye to population, and the brides
and bridegrooms will meet at them; and by an ingenious system of lots the
rulers will contrive that the brave and the fair come together, and that
The Republic |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum: of the palace of Ev came into view they could not forbear cheering at
the sight. Little Evring, riding in front of Dorothy, was so
overjoyed that he took a curious tin whistle from his pocket and blew
a shrill blast that made the Sawhorse leap and prance in sudden alarm.
"What is that?" asked Billina, who had been obliged to flutter her
wings in order to keep her seat upon the head of the frightened Sawhorse.
"That's my whistle," said Prince Evring, holding it out upon his hand.
It was in the shape of a little fat pig, made of tin and painted
green. The whistle was in the tail of the pig.
"Where did you get it?" asked the yellow hen, closely examining the
toy with her bright eyes.
Ozma of Oz |
