| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: "No." The detective swore softly as he stared about the room.
"The lights went out just as I tackled him."
"It was beastly luck that the fuse burned out at that second,"
groaned Kent. "Fortune was with him in that; but how did the man
get free of the handcuffs?" pointing to them still lying in the
chair. "We can't attribute that to luck, unless" - staring keenly
at Ferguson -" unless you did not snap them on the man's wrists,
after all."
"I did; I swear it," declared Ferguson. "I'm no novice at that
business. Here, don't touch them, Mr. Kent," as his companion bent
toward the chair. "There may be finger marks on the steel; if so"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fanny Herself by Edna Ferber: hideous years will fade from your mind, and you'll be
Theodore Brandeis, the successful, Theodore Brandeis, the
gifted, Theodore Brandeis, the great! You need never think
of her again. You'll never see her again. That beast!
That woman!"
And at that Theodore's face became distorted and dreadful
with pain. He raised two impotent, shaking arms high above
his head. "That's just it! That's just it! You don't know
what love is. You don't know what hate is. You don't know
how I hate myself. Loathe myself. She's all that's
miserable, all that's unspeakable, all that's vile. And if
Fanny Herself |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon: "Symp." viii. 2.
[24] See below, III. xi. 7; cf. Plat. "Soph." 222; N. T. Matt. iv. 19,
{alieis anthropon}.
Critobulus replied: Why, these are the very lessons of instruction,
Socrates, for which I have been long athirst, and the more
particularly if this same love's lore will enable me to capture those
who are good of soul and those who are beautiful of person.
Soc. Nay, now I warn you, Critobulus, it is not within the province of
my science to make the beautiful endure him who would lay hands upon
them. And that is why men fled from Scylla, I am persuaded, because
she laid hands upon them; but the Sirens were different--they laid
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