| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche: actors.
Of man there is little here: therefore do their women masculinise
themselves. For only he who is man enough, will--SAVE THE WOMAN in woman.
And this hypocrisy found I worst amongst them, that even those who command
feign the virtues of those who serve.
"I serve, thou servest, we serve"--so chanteth here even the hypocrisy of
the rulers--and alas! if the first lord be ONLY the first servant!
Ah, even upon their hypocrisy did mine eyes' curiosity alight; and well did
I divine all their fly-happiness, and their buzzing around sunny window-
panes.
So much kindness, so much weakness do I see. So much justice and pity, so
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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: 'Don't do anything rash, Kitty. If you do, they'll probably offer
it to me, and I warn you I won't give it back to you.'
'Oh, refuse it, like a dear! I am dying to put them in a hole.
It's jealousy, that's what it is. Goodbye, Mrs. Jack, I've had a
lovely time. Val and I have been explaining our affection to the
Archdeacon, and he says it's perfectly innocent. We're going to get
him to put it on paper to produce when Jimmy sues for a divorce,
aren't we, Val?'
'You're not going?' said Mrs. Jack Owen.
'Oh, yes, I must. But I've enjoyed myself awfully, and so has
everybody I've been talking to. I say, Mickie, dear--about tomorrow
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Call of the Wild by Jack London: passed into the stage where blows were required to rouse it. The
whip flashed out, here and there, on its merciless errands. John
Thornton compressed his lips. Sol-leks was the first to crawl to
his feet. Teek followed. Joe came next, yelping with pain. Pike
made painful efforts. Twice he fell over, when half up, and on
the third attempt managed to rise. Buck made no effort. He lay
quietly where he had fallen. The lash bit into him again and
again, but he neither whined nor struggled. Several times
Thornton started, as though to speak, but changed his mind. A
moisture came into his eyes, and, as the whipping continued, he
arose and walked irresolutely up and down.
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