| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: LIGHTKEEPERS, AGREEING ILL, KEEP ONE ANOTHER TO THEIR DUTY.'
But the Scottish system was not alone founded on this cynical
opinion. The dignity and the comfort of the northern
lightkeeper were both attended to. He had a uniform to `raise
him in his own estimation, and in that of his neighbour, which
is of consequence to a person of trust. The keepers,' my
grandfather goes on, in another place, `are attended to in all
the detail of accommodation in the best style as shipmasters;
and this is believed to have a sensible effect upon their
conduct, and to regulate their general habits as members of
society.' He notes, with the same dip of ink, that `the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: which he left a trifle ajar, and there he waited, listen-
ing to all that passed between Bertrade de Montfort
and Norman of Torn.
As he heard the proud daughter of Simon de Mont-
fort declare her love for the Devil of Torn a cruel smile
curled his lip.
"It will be better than I had hoped," he muttered,
and easier. 'S blood! How much easier now that Lei-
cester too may have his whole proud heart in the hang-
ing of Norman of Torn. Ah, what a sublime revenge! I
have waited long, thou cur of a King, to return the blow
 The Outlaw of Torn |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Art of Writing by Robert Louis Stevenson: CHAPTER I - ON SOME TECHNICAL ELEMENTS OF STYLE IN LITERATURE
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THERE is nothing more disenchanting to man than to be shown
the springs and mechanism of any art. All our arts and
occupations lie wholly on the surface; it is on the surface
that we perceive their beauty, fitness, and significance; and
to pry below is to be appalled by their emptiness and shocked
by the coarseness of the strings and pulleys. In a similar
way, psychology itself, when pushed to any nicety, discovers
an abhorrent baldness, but rather from the fault of our
analysis than from any poverty native to the mind. And
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