| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: clouds and of lightnings that flash before the thunder, ending by a
starved yearning for heavenly illumination, throws such a light on the
third phase of his education as enables us to understand it perfectly.
As we read these lines, written at chance moments, taken up when the
vicissitudes of life in Paris allowed, may we not fancy that we see an
oak at that stage of its growth when its inner expansion bursts the
tender green bark, covering it with wrinkles and cracks, when its
majestic stature is in preparation--if indeed the lightnings of heaven
and the axe of man shall spare it?
This letter, then, will close, alike for the poet and the philosopher,
this portentous childhood and unappreciated youth. It finishes off the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The United States Bill of Rights: the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.
III
No soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house,
without the consent of the owner, nor in time of war,
but in a manner to be prescribed by law.
IV
The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers,
and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated,
and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath
or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched,
and the persons or things to be seized.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: have to be, when first you set eyes on Italy. . . . That's as
far as we go."
"Can't we go down into Italy?"
"No," he said; "it won't run to that now. We must wave our hands
at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work."
"But Italy--"
"Italy's for a good girl," he said, and laid his hand for a
moment on her shoulder. "She must look forward to Italy."
"I say," she reflected, "you ARE rather the master, you know."
The idea struck him as novel. "Of course I'm manager for this
expedition," he said, after an interval of self-examination.
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