| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: and I propose to rid myself of that concern, and do you a
very good turn into the bargain, by lending you the mansion,
with all its fittings, as it stands. The idea was sudden; it
appealed to me as humorous: and I am sure it will cause my
relatives, if they should ever hear of it, the keenest
possible chagrin. Here, then, is the key; and when you
return at two to-morrow afternoon, you will find neither me
nor my cats to disturb you in your new possession.'
So saying, the old lady arose, as if to dismiss her visitor;
but Somerset, looking somewhat blankly on the key, began to
protest.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: Tremendously, they don't."
"Creative undertow," said Dr. Martineau, making notes, as it
were. "An increasing force in modern life. In the psychology
of a new age strengthened by education--it may play a
directive part."
"They fight every little point. But, you see, because of this
creative undertow--if you like to call it that--we do get
along. I am leader or whipper-in, it is hard to say which, of
a bolting flock. . . .I believe they will report for a
permanent world commission; I believe I have got them up to
that; but they will want to make it a bureau of this League
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Essays of Francis Bacon by Francis Bacon: doth judge itself, teacheth that the inquiry of truth,
which is the love-making, or wooing of it, the
knowledge of truth, which is the presence of it, and
the belief of truth, which is the enjoying of it, is
the sovereign good of human nature. The first
creature of God, in the works of the days, was the
light of the sense; the last, was the light of reason;
and his sabbath work ever since, is the illumina-
tion of his Spirit. First he breathed light, upon the
face of the matter or chaos; then he breathed light,
into the face of man; and still he breatheth and in-
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