| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: The severe face showed no sign of gratification - not a muscle
relaxed.
"Watch that you don't lose your gift," he said gruffly.
Tydomin spoke. "You promised that I should enter Sant with you."
"Attach yourself to the truth, not to me. For I may die before you,
but the truth will accompany you to your death. However, now let us
journey together, all three of us."
The words had not left his mouth before he put his face against the
fine, driving snow, and pressed onward toward his destination. He
walked with a long stride; Tydomin was obliged to half run. in order
to keep up with him. The three travelled abreast; Spadevil in the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Alexandria and her Schools by Charles Kingsley: or any of that noble choir of sister sciences, which are now building up
the material as well as the intellectual glory of Britain.
To Astronomy, on the other hand, the pupils of Euclid turned naturally,
as to the science which required the greatest amount of their favourite
geometry: but even that they were content to let pass from its
inductive to its deductive stage--not as we have done now, after two
centuries of inductive search for the true laws, and their final
discovery by Kepler and Newton: but as soon as Hipparchus had
propounded any theory which would do instead of the true laws, content
there to stop their experiments, and return to their favourite work of
commenting, deducing, spinning notion out of notion, ad infinitum.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Octopus by Frank Norris: clear in his mind. The Railroad had raised the freight on hops
from two cents to five.
All his calculations as to a profit on his little investment he
had based on a freight rate of two cents a pound. He was under
contract to deliver his crop. He could not draw back. The new
rate ate up every cent of his gains. He stood there ruined.
"Why, what do you mean?" he burst out. "You promised me a rate
of two cents and I went ahead with my business with that
understanding. What do you mean?"
S. Behrman and the clerk watched him from the other side of the
counter.
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