|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Bondage and My Freedom by Frederick Douglass:
plantation" of Col. Lloyd, belong to him; and those which do not,
are owned by personal friends of his, as deeply interested in
maintaining the slave system, in all its rigor, as Col. Lloyd
himself. Some of his neighbors are said to be even more
stringent than he. The Skinners, the Peakers, the Tilgmans, the
Lockermans, and the Gipsons, are in the same boat; being
slaveholding neighbors, they may have strengthened each other in
their iron rule. They are on intimate terms, and their interests
and tastes are identical.
Public opinion in such a quarter, the reader will see, is not
likely to very efficient in protecting the slave from cruelty.
My Bondage and My Freedom
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton:
weight of her ignorance settled down on her again like
"I mean, I can't see that you have any books on the old
houses about here. I suppose, for that matter, this
part of the country hasn't been much explored. They
all go on doing Plymouth and Salem. So stupid. My
cousin's house, now, is remarkable. This place must
have had a past--it must have been more of a place
once." He stopped short, with the blush of a shy man
who overhears himself, and fears he has been voluble.
"I'm an architect, you see, and I'm hunting up old
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Symposium by Plato:
conversation nor singing over our cups; but simply to drink as if we were
Alcibiades replied: Hail, worthy son of a most wise and worthy sire!
The same to you, said Eryximachus; but what shall we do?
That I leave to you, said Alcibiades.
'The wise physician skilled our wounds to heal (from Pope's Homer, Il.)'
shall prescribe and we will obey. What do you want?
Well, said Eryximachus, before you appeared we had passed a resolution that
each one of us in turn should make a speech in praise of love, and as good
a one as he could: the turn was passed round from left to right; and as
all of us have spoken, and you have not spoken but have well drunken, you