| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death by Patrick Henry: which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions
at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself
as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty
toward the Majesty of Heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings.
Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope.
We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the
song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part
of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty?
Are we disposed to be of the number of those who, having eyes, see not,
and, having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their
temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Finished by H. Rider Haggard: catskin kaross and ensconced myself among the beerpots and mats
in such a position that my head, over which I set a three-legged
carved stool of Zikali's own cutting, was but a few inches to the
left of the door-hole and therefore in the deepest of the
shadows. Thence by stretching out my neck a little, I could see
through the hole, also hear all that passed outside. Unless a
deliberate search of the hut should be made I was fairly safe
from observation, even if it were entered by strangers. One fear
I had, however, it was lest the dog Lost should get into the
place and smell me out. I had left him tied to the centre pole
in my own hut, because he hated Zikali and always growled at him.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: "Where the blaze is," said Berry.
"The right answer," said Jonah, " is Eastbourne."
Daphne turned to Jill. "Is the trick-cycle ready, dear? We're
on next, you know."
Here a servant came in and announced that a picture had come for
me. We poured into the hall. Yes, it had come. In the charge
of two messenger-boys and a taxi, carefully shrouded in
sackcloth. Berry touched the latter and nodded approval. Then
he turned to the boys.
"Are there no ashes?" he said.
We bore it into the dining-room and set it upon a chair by the
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