| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 1 by Alexis de Toqueville: of vagrants, which is lost in the midst of an immense people in
full possession of the land; and the presence of the blacks is
only marked by the injustice and the hardships of which they are
the unhappy victims.
In several of the Western States the negro race never made
its appearance, and in all the Northern States it is rapidly
declining. Thus the great question of its future condition is
confined within a narrow circle, where it becomes less
formidable, though not more easy of solution.
The more we descend towards the South, the more difficult
does it become to abolish slavery with advantage: and this arises
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas: be insinuating.
"You were right," he said, "my dear Monsieur d'Artagnan, and
you cannot set out yet. I beg you to return me that
dispatch."
D'Artagnan obeyed, and Mazarin ascertained that the seal was
intact.
"I shall want you this evening," he said "Return in two
hours."
"My lord," said D'Artagnan, "I have an appointment in two
hours which I cannot miss."
"Do not be uneasy," said Mazarin; "it is the same."
Twenty Years After |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Exiles by Honore de Balzac: for ever, and he has eaten them through twice over in the past six
months."
"Woman," said the sergeant, solemnly pointing to the Place de Greve,
"do you remember seeing, even from this spot, the fire in which they
burnt the Danish woman the other day?"
"What then?" said Jacqueline, in a fright.
"What then?" echoed Tirechair. "Why, the two men who lodge with us
smell of scorching. Neither Chapter nor Countess or Protector can
serve them. Here is Easter come round; the year is ending; we must
turn our company out of doors, and that at once. Do you think you can
teach an old constable how to know a gallows-bird? Our two lodgers
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