| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moral Emblems by Robert Louis Stevenson: And as their aching bones they rest,
Their anxious captain scans the west.
So paused Alaric on the Alps
And ciphered up the Roman scalps.
Poem: V - THE FOOLHARDY GEOGRAPHER
The howling desert miles around,
The tinkling brook the only sound -
Wearied with all his toils and feats,
The traveller dines on potted meats;
On potted meats and princely wines,
Not wisely but too well he dines.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 2 by Alexis de Toqueville: it. It naturally attracts and fixes their imagination; it
fosters the pride, whilst it soothes the indolence, of their
minds. Amongst the different systems by whose aid philosophy
endeavors to explain the universe, I believe pantheism to be one
of those most fitted to seduce the human mind in democratic ages.
Against it all who abide in their attachment to the true
greatness of man should struggle and combine.
Chapter VIII: The Principle Of Equality Suggests To The Americans
The Idea Of The Indefinite Perfectibility Of Man
Equality suggests to the human mind several ideas which
would not have originated from any other source, and it modifies
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: festin. Des soldats sont accoudes sur le balcon. A droite il y a
un enorme escalier. A gauche, au fond, une ancienne citerne
entouree d'un mur de bronze vert. Clair de lune.]
LE JEUNE SYRIEN. Comme la princesse Salome est belle ce soir!
LE PAGE D'HERODIAS. Regardez la lune. La lune a l'air tres
etrange. On dirait une femme qui sort d'un tombeau. Elle ressemble
e une femme morte. On dirait qu'elle cherche des morts.
LE JEUNE SYRIEN. Elle a l'air tres etrange. Elle ressemble e une
petite princesse qui porte un voile jaune, et a des pieds d'argent.
Elle ressemble e une princesse qui a des pieds comme des petites
colombes blanches. . . On dirait qu'elle danse.
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