|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Criminal Sociology by Enrico Ferri:
administration, we treat the prisoner as a mere symbol, to which
we can apply the three conventional rules of the cell, hard
labour, and instruction.
But I am strongly opposed to, or accept simply as
(even for the seclusion of prisoners before trial, after the
preliminary examination), cellular isolation by itself, which has
reached the height of absurdity and inhumanity in cases of
imprisonment for life.
As Mancini said in 1876, discussing the draft of the Italian penal
code, ``the punishment of hard labour for life, which is
substituted in the draft for the capital sentence, differs
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson:
Hanson and his friend smoking in silence like Indian sachems,
Mrs. Hanson rattling on as usual with an adroit volubility,
saying nothing, but keeping the party at their ease like a
Not a word occurred about the business of the day. Once,
twice, and thrice I tried to slide the subject in, but was
discouraged by the stoic apathy of Rufe, and beaten down
before the pouring verbiage of his wife. There is nothing of
the Indian brave about me, and I began to grill with
impatience. At last, like a highway robber, I cornered
Hanson, and bade him stand and deliver his business.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pool of Blood in the Pastor's Study by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
beyond them. It was a strange question and it came from the lips
of a man whose mind was not with his body at that moment - whose
mind saw what others did not see.
"Who will be the next to go? And who will be our pastor now?"
These were Janci's words.
"What are you talking about, shepherd? Is it another one of your
visions?" exclaimed the young fellow who stood there before him.
Janci rubbed his hands over his eyes and seemed to come down to
earth with a start.
"Oh, is that you, Ferenz? What do you want of me?"
The boy gave his message again, and Janci nodded good-humouredly