| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Nada the Lily by H. Rider Haggard: you? Yet I will do it, though it is against your law, and you do wrong
to ask me,--yes, to show you that there is truth in us Zulu doctors, I
will help you. My father, I know what you seek. You seek to know where
your oxen have run for shelter from the cold! Is it not so?"
"It is so, Doctor," answered the White Man. "You have long ears."
"Yes, my white father, I have long ears, though they say that I grow
deaf. I have keen eyes also, and yet I cannot see your face. Let me
hearken! Let me look!"
For awhile he was silent, rocking himself to and fro, then he spoke:
"You have a farm, White Man, down near Pine Town, is it not? Ah! I
thought so--and an hour's ride from your farm lives a Boer with four
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Proposed Roads To Freedom by Bertrand Russell: the Anarchists point out, people at present enjoy
an unlimited water supply but very few leave the
taps running when they are not using them. And
one may assume that public opinion would be opposed
to excessive waste. We may lay it down, I think,
that the principle of unlimited supply could be
adopted in regard to all commodities for which the
demand has limits that fall short of what can be
easily produced. And this would be the case, if production
were efficiently organized, with the necessaries
of life, including not only commodities, but also
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: You must be careful, by the way, about returning what he lends
you. He's rather crotchety about his library."
"Oh, I'm always very careful," she said, with a touch of
competence that struck him; and she added, as he caught up his
hat: "Don't forget the letters."
Why had she asked for the book? Was her sudden wish to see it the
result of some hint of Flamel's? The thought turned Glennard
sick, but he preserved sufficient lucidity to tell himself, a
moment later, that his last hope of self-control would be lost if
he yielded to the temptation of seeing a hidden purpose in
everything she said and did. How much Flamel guessed, he had no
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