| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: chance of their escape being discovered by the jailor visiting
the dungeon perhaps before his wonted time, and discovering the
exchange which had been made there. At length, whispering
Ranald, who watched all his motions, to follow him and preserve
his countenance, Captain Dalgetty, with a very composed air,
descended a flight of steps which led from the gallery into the
body of the chapel. A less experienced adventurer would have
endeavoured to pass the worthy clergyman rapidly, in hopes to
escape unnoticed. But the Captain, who foresaw the manifest
danger of failing in such an attempt, walked gravely to meet the
divine upon his walk in the midst of the chancel, and, pulling
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: time, founded charities, built schools, waged suits at law, and
finally (for this concerns us most) given yearly dinners, and kept
for that purpose (luxurious and liquorish bridge that it was) the
best stocked cellar of wines in all Devon.
To one of these dinners, as it happened, were invited in the year
1583 all the notabilities of Bideford, and beside them Mr. St.
Leger of Annery close by, brother of the marshal of Munster, and of
Lady Grenville; a most worthy and hospitable gentleman, who,
finding riches a snare, parted with them so freely to all his
neighbors as long as he lived, that he effectually prevented his
children after him from falling into the temptations thereunto
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Anthem by Ayn Rand: and the City is like an added blessing.
We have made a bow and many arrows.
We can kill more birds than we need for
our food; we find water and fruit in the
forest. At night, we choose a clearing, and
we build a ring of fires around it. We sleep
in the midst of that ring, and the beasts
dare not attack us. We can see their eyes,
green and yellow as coals, watching us from
the tree branches beyond. The fires smoulder
as a crown of jewels around us, and smoke
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