| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: afresh.' What would you tell her?"
"If she asked advice, I should say she wasn't fit to do anything
of the sort. I should say that having a doubt was enough to
condemn it."
"But waive that point."
"It would be different all the same. It wouldn't be you."
"It wouldn't be you either. I suppose that's the gist of the
whole thing." He stared at a little eddy. "The rule's all right,
so long as there isn't a case. Rules are for established things,
like the pieces and positions of a game. Men and women are not
established things; they're experiments, all of them. Every
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: of the colours from the beacon and by three cheers from the
workmen. Everything was now in a prepared state for leaving
the rock, and giving up the works afloat for this season,
excepting some small articles, which would still occupy the
smiths and joiners for a few days longer. They accordingly
shifted on board of the SMEATON, while the yacht left the rock
for Arbroath, with Messrs. Rennie, the writer, and the
remainder of the artificers. But, before taking leave, the
steward served out a farewell glass, when three hearty cheers
were given, and an earnest wish expressed that everything, in
the spring of 1808, might be found in the same state of good
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: "I shall send you this hymn of thanksgiving from my heart, I owe
it to you; but it can hardly express my gratitude or the morning
worship my heart offers up day by day to her who epitomized the
whole gospel of the heart in this divine word: 'Believe.' "
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"What! no further difficulties, dearest heart! We shall be free to
belong to each other every day, every hour, every minute, and for
ever! We may be as happy for all the days of our life as we now
are by stealth, at rare intervals! Our pure, deep feelings will
assume the expression of the thousand fond acts I have dreamed of.
For me your little foot will be bared, you will be wholly mine!
Louis Lambert |
