| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Statesman by Plato: animals into two corresponding parts, and define them; for if you try to
invent names for them, you will find the intricacy too great.
YOUNG SOCRATES: How must I speak of them, then?
STRANGER: In this way: let the science of managing pedestrian animals be
divided into two parts, and one part assigned to the horned herd, and the
other to the herd that has no horns.
YOUNG SOCRATES: All that you say has been abundantly proved, and may
therefore be assumed.
STRANGER: The king is clearly the shepherd of a polled herd, who have no
horns.
YOUNG SOCRATES: That is evident.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Crisis in Russia by Arthur Ransome: war seemed to be ending, when there was a general belief
that the Poles would accept the peace that Russia offered
(they ignored this offer, advanced, took Kiev, were
driven back to Warsaw, advanced again, and finally agreed
to terms which they could have had in March without
bloodshed any kind), two of these propaganda trains were
already being repainted with a new purpose. It was hoped
that in the near future all five trains would be explaining not
the need to fight but the need to work. Undoubtedly, at the
first possible moment, the whole machinery of agitation, of
posters, of broadsheets and of trains, will be turned over to
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Old Maid by Honore de Balzac: deeply distressed air, "My child, I am now the talk of the whole
town."
"Well, then, mademoiselle, you should marry."
"But I am not prepared to make a choice."
"Bah! if I were in your place, I should take Monsieur du Bousquier."
"Josette, Monsieur de Valois says he is so republican."
"They don't know what they say, your gentlemen: sometimes they declare
that he robbed the republic; he couldn't love it if he did that," said
Josette, departing.
"That girl has an amazing amount of sense," thought Mademoiselle
Cormon, who remained alone, a prey to her perplexities.
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