| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dreams & Dust by Don Marquis: That darkle and glance and glow;
Dusky and purple and splendid,
Banded with loops of light,
The tall towers rose like pillars,
Lifting the dome of night;
The gliding cars of traffic
Slid swiftly up and down
Like monsters, fiery mailed,
Leaping across the town.
Not planned with a thought of beauty;
Built by a lawless breed;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Republic by Plato: prefers public duties to private, and is somewhat impatient of the
importunity of relations. His citizens have no silver or gold of their
own, but are ready enough to pay them to their mercenaries. There is
nothing of which he is more contemptuous than the love of money. Gold is
used for fetters of criminals, and diamonds and pearls for children's
necklaces (When the ambassadors came arrayed in gold and peacocks' feathers
'to the eyes of all the Utopians except very few, which had been in other
countries for some reasonable cause, all that gorgeousness of apparel
seemed shameful and reproachful. In so much that they most reverently
saluted the vilest and most abject of them for lords--passing over the
ambassadors themselves without any honour, judging them by their wearing of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: And Sister Mary Felice said: ``Bessie Bell, where are you hurt?''
Bessie Bell did not know where she was hurt: she only knew that she
was so sorry to have been so happy to be running, and then to roll
so suddenly on the walk.
Then the little girl said: ``She isn't hurt at all. She is just
crying.''
Sister Mary Felice said: ``But you threw her down. You must tell
her you are sorry.''
Then the little girl said: ``But I didn't mean to throw her down.''
``But,'' Sister Mary Felice said, ``you did trip her up, and you must
beg her pardon.''
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