The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pierre Grassou by Honore de Balzac: feuilletonists incapable of writing a book who know very well where a
book is wanting. There was this difference, however, between literary
critics and Fougeres; he was eminently sensitive to beauties; he felt
them, he acknowledged them, and his advice was instinct with a spirit
of justice that made the justness of his remarks acceptable. After the
revolution of July, Fougeres sent about ten pictures a year to the
Salon, of which the jury admitted four or five. He lived with the most
rigid economy, his household being managed solely by an old charwoman.
For all amusement he visited his friends, he went to see works of art,
he allowed himself a few little trips about France, and he planned to
go to Switzerland in search of inspiration. This detestable artist was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: boiled. It is so easy to know the name of the man whose book you
have stolen; for there it is, at full length, on the title-page of
your booty. But no, damn him, not he! He calls me Stephenson.
These woes I only refer to by the way, as they set a higher value
on the CENTURY notice.
I am now a person with an established ill-health - a wife - a dog
possessed with an evil, a Gadarene spirit - a chalet on a hill,
looking out over the Mediterranean - a certain reputation - and
very obscure finances. Otherwise, very much the same, I guess; and
were a bottle of Fleury a thing to be obtained, capable of
developing theories along with a fit spirit even as of yore. Yet I
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Talisman by Walter Scott: "I sell not the wisdom with which Allah has endowed me," answered
the Arabian physician; "and be it known to you, great Prince,
that the divine medicine of which you have partaken would lose
its effects in my unworthy hands did I exchange its virtues
either for gold or diamonds."
"The Physician refuseth a gratuity!" said De Vaux to himself.
"This is more extraordinary than his being a hundred years old."
"Thomas de Vaux," said Richard, "thou knowest no courage but what
belongs to the sword, no bounty and virtue but what are used in
chivalry. I tell thee that this Moor, in his independence, might
set an example to them who account themselves the flower of
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