The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: Romans miscalled them Greeks; and we have taken that wrong
name from the Romans - it would take a long time to tell you
why. They were made up of many tribes and many small
separate states; and when you hear in this book of Minuai,
and Athenians, and other such names, you must remember that
they were all different tribes and peoples of the one great
Hellen race, who lived in what we now call Greece, in the
islands of the Archipelago, and along the coast of Asia Minor
(Ionia, as they call it), from the Hellespont to Rhodes, and
had afterwards colonies and cities in Sicily, and South Italy
(which was called Great Greece), and along the shores of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Psychology of Revolution by Gustave le Bon: ceremonies which were in many ways identical with those of the
Catholic faith, upon the altar of the ``late Holy Virgin.'' This
cult lasted until Robespierre substituted a personal religion of
which he constituted himself the high priest.
The sole masters of France, the Jacobins and their
disciples were able to plunder the country with impunity,
although they were never in the majority anywhere.
Their numbers are not easy to determine exactly. We know only
that they were very small. Taine valued them at 5,000 in Paris,
among 700,000 inhabitants; in Besancon 300 among 300,000; and
in all France about 300,000.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Purse by Honore de Balzac: This was a delicious evening to him, and perhaps to her too.
There are some secrets which young souls understand so well.
Adelaide could read Hippolyte's thoughts. Though he could not
confess his misdeeds, the painter knew them, and he had come back
to his mistress more in love, and more affectionate, trying thus
to purchase her tacit forgiveness. Adelaide was enjoying such
perfect, such sweet happiness, that she did not think she had
paid too dear for it with all the grief that had so cruelly
crushed her soul. And yet, this true concord of hearts, this
understanding so full of magic charm, was disturbed by a little
speech of Madame de Rouville's.
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