| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Vicar of Tours by Honore de Balzac: given by the most persistent vengeance to the feeblest of victims.
Madame de Listomere's legacy to Birotteau was contested by the Baron
de Listomere under a pretence of undue influence!
A few days after the case was brought the baron was promoted to the
rank of captain. As a measure of ecclesiastical discipline, the curate
of Saint-Symphorien was suspended. His superiors judged him guilty.
The murderer of Sophie Gamard was also a swindler. If Monseigneur
Troubert had kept Mademoiselle Gamard's property he would have found
it difficult to make the ecclestiastical authorities censure
Birotteau.
At the moment when Monseigneur Hyacinthe, Bishop of Troyes, drove
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Girl with the Golden Eyes by Honore de Balzac: softly enveloped him.
"Come to me, Paquita!" he said, in a low voice.
"Speak, speak without fear!" she said. "This retreat was built for
love. No sound can escape from it, so greatly was it desired to guard
avariciously the accents and music of the beloved voice. However loud
should be the cries, they would not be heard without these walls. A
person might be murdered, and his moans would be as vain as if he were
in the midst of the great desert."
"Who has understood jealousy and its needs so well?"
"Never question me as to that," she answered, untying with a gesture
of wonderful sweetness the young man's scarf, doubtless in order the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: took my share. He had exercised me so greatly that I lay awake
at nights thinking him over, and discoursed and answered him in
my head as I went in the morning to the College. I am by nature
a doer and only by the way a critic; his philosophical assertion
of the incalculable vagueness of life which fitted his natural
indolence roused my more irritable and energetic nature to
active protests. "It's all so pointless," I said, "because
people are slack and because it's in the ebb of an age. But
you're a socialist. Well, let's bring that about! And there's a
purpose. There you are!"
Ewart gave me all my first conceptions of socialism; in a little
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