|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Historical Mystery by Honore de Balzac:
within their souls by a terrible fear; the gendarmes were still heard
coming and going in the garrets.
The /spy/--noun of strength, under which all shades of the police are
confounded, for the public has never chosen to specify in language the
varieties of those who compose this dispensary of social remedies so
essential to all governments--the spy has this curious and magnificent
quality: he never becomes angry; he possesses the Christian humility
of a priest; his eyes are stolid with an indifference which he holds
as a barrier against the world of fools who do not understand him; his
forehead is adamant under insult; he pursues his ends like a reptile
whose carapace is fractured only by a cannonball; but (like that
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pivot of Civilization by Margaret Sanger:
their intelligence and show them how they may help themselves; how to
guide and control this deep-rooted instinct.
The objection has been raised that Birth Control only reaches the
already enlightened, the men and women who have already attained a
degree of self-respect and self-reliance. Such an objection could not
be based on fact. Even in the most unenlightened sections of the
community, among mothers crushed by poverty and economic enslavement,
there is the realization of the evils of the too-large family, of the
rapid succession of pregnancy after pregnancy, of the hopelessness of
bringing too many children into the world. Not merely in the evidence
presented in an earlier chapter but in other ways, is this crying need
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy:
dark dress, in a black hat with a turndown brim, was walking up
and down the whole length of the arcade with a blind Frenchwoman,
and, every time she met Kitty, they exchanged friendly glances.
"Mamma, couldn't I speak to her?" said Kitty, watching her
unknown friend, and noticing that she was going up to the spring,
and that they might come there together.
"Oh, if you want to so much, I'll find out about her first and
make her acquaintance myself," answered her mother. "What do you
see in her out of the way? A companion, she must be. If you like,
I'll make acquaintance with Madame Stahl; I used to know her
belle-seur," added the princess, lifting her head haughtily.