| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Works of Samuel Johnson by Samuel Johnson: assured, that though Johnson so dearly loved to ridicule his
pupil, yet he so habitually considered him as his own property,
that he would permit no one beside to hold up his weaknesses to
derision.
No. 201. TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 18, 1752
----Sanctus haberi
Justitiaeque tenax factis dictisque mereris,
Adnosco procerem. JUV. Sat. Lib. viii. 24.
Convince the world that you're devout and true;
Be just in all you say, and all you do;
Whatever be your birth, you're sure to be
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Scenes from a Courtesan's Life by Honore de Balzac: him in his judicial majesty, and who answered with a significant
shrug.
"But allow me, without any attempt to justify myself, to point out
that you do not know me at all," Peyrade went on, with a keen glance
at the Prefet. "Your language is either too severe to a man who has
been the head of the police in Holland, or not severe enough for a
mere spy. But, Monsieur le Prefet," Peyrade added after a pause, while
the other kept silence, "bear in mind what I now have the honor to
telling you: I have no intention of interfering with your police nor
of attempting to justify myself, but you will presently discover that
there is some one in this business who is being deceived; at this
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad: towards the fierce river-demon a bunch of black feathers, a mangy skin
with a pendent tail--something that looked a dried gourd; they shouted
periodically together strings of amazing words that resembled no sounds
of human language; and the deep murmurs of the crowd, interrupted suddenly,
were like the responses of some satanic litany.
"We had carried Kurtz into the pilot-house: there was more air there.
Lying on the couch, he stared through the open shutter.
There was an eddy in the mass of human bodies, and the woman
with helmeted head and tawny cheeks rushed out to the very brink
of the stream. She put out her hands, shouted something,
and all that wild mob took up the shout in a roaring chorus
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