| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pivot of Civilization by Margaret Sanger: children should be born, and that infant mortality can be controlled
by external aid. In the great world-problem of creating the men and
women of to-morrow, it is not merely a question of sustaining the
lives of all children, irrespective of their hereditary and physical
qualities, to the point where they, in turn, may reproduce their kind.
Advocates of Birth Control offer and accept no such superficial
solution. This philosophy is based upon a clearer vision and a more
profound comprehension of human life. Of immediate relief for the
crushed and enslaved motherhood of the world through State aid, no
better criticism has been made than that of Havelock Ellis:
``To the theoretical philanthropist, eager to reform the world on
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Pool in the Desert by Sara Jeanette Duncan: loss of a hundred thousand pounds about punishment enough for what I
have done. You don't seem to see it. But on top of that you won't
refuse to promise not to tell Horace?'
'I will not bind myself in any way whatever.'
'Not even when you know that the moment I hear of the--death I
intend to--to--'
'Make an honest man of him? Not even when I know that.'
'Do you want me to go down on my knees to you?'
Madeline glanced at the flowered fabric involved and said, 'I
wouldn't, I think.'
'And this is to hang over me the whole season? I shall enjoy
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Complete Angler by Izaak Walton: milk-maid's wish upon her, "that she may die in the Spring; and, being
dead, may have good store of flowers stuck round about her winding-
sheet " .
The Milk-maid's mother's answer
If all the world and love were young
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee, and be thy love.
But Time drives flocks from field to fold.
When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold
Then Philomel becometh dumb
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