| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte: It wanted yet two hours of breakfast-time. I filled the interval in
walking softly about my room, and pondering the visitation which had
given my plans their present bent. I recalled that inward sensation
I had experienced: for I could recall it, with all its unspeakable
strangeness. I recalled the voice I had heard; again I questioned
whence it came, as vainly as before: it seemed in ME--not in the
external world. I asked was it a mere nervous impression--a
delusion? I could not conceive or believe: it was more like an
inspiration. The wondrous shock of feeling had come like the
earthquake which shook the foundations of Paul and Silas's prison;
it had opened the doors of the soul's cell and loosed its bands--it
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pagan and Christian Creeds by Edward Carpenter: enforcement of lessons on the nature and duties of the
life into which the candidates were about to enter. Christianity
followed on, and inherited these traditions, but
one feels that in its ceremonies of Baptism and Confirmation,
which of course correspond to the Pagan Initiations,
it falls short of the latter. Its ceremonies
(certainly as we have them to-day in Protestant countries)
are of a very milk-and-watery character; all allusion to
and teaching on the immensely important subject of Sex
is omitted, the details of social and industrial morality are
passed by, and instruction is limited to a few rather commonplace
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lin McLean by Owen Wister: was walked off his young heels--a truth he learned complete in one horrid
moment, and battled to conceal.
"Lame!" he echoed, angrily. "I ain't."
"Shucks!" said Lin, after the next ten steps. "You are, and both feet."
"Tell you, there's stones here, an' I'm just a-skipping them."
Lin, briefly, took the boy in his arms and carried him to Golden. "I'm
played out myself," he said, sitting in the hotel and looking
lugubriously at Billy on a bed. "And I ain't fit to have charge of a
hog." He came and put his hand on the boy's head.
"I'm not sick," said the cripple. "I tell you I'm bully. You wait an' see
me eat dinner."
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