| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 1 by Alexis de Toqueville: Hemisphere, freeing religion from all shackles, and will spread,
by a quiet but resistless influence, through the islands of the
seas to other lands, where the appeals of De Tocqueville for
human rights and liberties have already inspired the souls of the
people.
Hon. John T. Morgan
Special Introduction By Hon. John J. Ingalls
Nearly two-thirds of a century has elapsed since the
appearance of "Democracy in America," by Alexis Charles Henri
Clerel de Tocqueville, a French nobleman, born at Paris, July 29,
1805.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: would rid Glennard of the necessity of defending himself against
the perpetual criticism of his wife's belief in him. . . .
The impulse was strong enough to carry him to the window; but
there a reaction of defiance set in. What had he done, after all,
to need defence and explanation? Both Dresham and Flamel had, in
his hearing, declared the publication of the letters to be not
only justifiable but obligatory; and if the disinterestedness of
Flamel's verdict might be questioned, Dresham's at least
represented the impartial view of the man of letters. As to
Alexa's words, they were simply the conventional utterance of the
"nice" woman on a question already decided for her by other "nice"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Breaking Point by Mary Roberts Rinehart: him with both hands out was familiar.
"Jud!" she said. "Oh, my dear!"
He saw that she was profoundly moved, and suddenly he was sorry for
her. Sorry for the years behind them both, for the burden she had
carried, for the tears in her eyes.
"Dear old Bev!" he said.
She put her head against his shoulder, and cried unrestrainedly;
and he held her there, saying small, gentle, soothing things,
smoothing her hair. But all the time he knew that life had been
playing him another trick; he felt a great tenderness for her and
profound pity, but he did not love her, or want her. He saw that
The Breaking Point |
