|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Economist by Xenophon:
To which he: By no means, Socrates. I should not think of going away
until the gathering in the market is dispersed.
 Lit. "until the market is quite broken up," i.e. after mid-day.
See "Anab." I. viii. 1; II. i. 7; "Mem." I. i. 10. Cf. Herod. ii.
173; iii. 104; vii. 223.
Of course, of course (I answered), you are naturally most careful not
to forfeit the title they have given you of "honest gentleman"; and
yet, I daresay, fifty things at home are asking your attention at this
moment; only you undertook to meet your foreign friends, and rather
than play them false you go on waiting.
 Lit. "beautiful and good."
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Eve and David by Honore de Balzac:
should have been set up in a week. Then, when he heard that the
Cointets were bringing out a similar almanac, he came to the rescue.
He took command of the printing office, Kolb helped at home instead of
selling broadsheets. Kolb and Marion pulled off the impressions from
one form while David worked another press with Cerizet, and
superintended the printing in various inks. Every sheet must be
printed four separate times, for which reason none but small houses
will attempt to produce a Shepherd's calendar, and that only in the
country where labor is cheap, and the amount of capital employed in
the business is so small that the interest amounts to little.
Wherefore, a press which turns out beautiful work cannot compete in
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson:
find it in my heart to be as angry as perhaps I should be
with the Hebrew tyrant. The whole game of business is beggar
my neighbour; and though perhaps that game looks uglier when
played at such close quarters and on so small a scale, it is
none the more intrinsically inhumane for that. The village
usurer is not so sad a feature of humanity and human progress
as the millionaire manufacturer, fattening on the toil and
loss of thousands, and yet declaiming from the platform
against the greed and dishonesty of landlords. If it were
fair for Cobden to buy up land from owners whom he thought
unconscious of its proper value, it was fair enough for my