| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Study of a Woman by Honore de Balzac: enough worldliness to adopt the habits of gallantry of the first years
of that reign, should it ever be revived. At the present moment she is
strictly virtuous from policy, possibly from inclination. Married for
the last seven years to the Marquis de Listomere, one of those
deputies who expect a peerage, she may also consider that such conduct
will promote the ambitions of her family. Some women are reserving
their opinion of her until the moment when Monsieur de Listomere
becomes a peer of France, when she herself will be thirty-six years of
age,--a period of life when most women discover that they are the
dupes of social laws.
The marquis is a rather insignificant man. He stands well at court;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pellucidar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: the sea helplessly until you die of thirst and starvation.
You cannot return to the islands, for you have seen
as well as we that the natives there are very numerous
and warlike. They would kill you the moment you
landed."
The upshot of it was that the boat of which the
Sagoth speaker was in charge surrendered. The Sagoths
threw down their weapons, and we took them aboard
the ship next in line behind the Amoz. First Ja had
to impress upon the captain and crew of the ship
that the prisoners were not to be abused or killed.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: land, and go to the lands of their birth, and live in wealth, luxury, and
joy; but let them leave this land they have tortured and ruined. Let them
keep the money they have made here; we may be the poorer for it; but they
cannot then crush our freedom with it. Shall I ask my God Sunday by Sunday
to brood across the land, and bind all its children's hearts in a close-
knit fellowship;--yet, when I see its people betrayed, and their jawbone
broken by a stroke from the hand of gold; when I see freedom passing from
us, and the whole land being grasped by the golden claw, so that the
generation after us shall be born without freedom, to labour for the men
who have grasped all, shall I hold my peace? The Boer and the Englishman
who have been in this land, have not always loved mercy, nor have they
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