| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anthem by Ayn Rand: We are old now, yet we were young this
morning, when we carried our glass box
through the streets of the City to the Home
of the Scholars. No men stopped us, for
there were none about from the Palace of
Corrective Detention, and the others knew
nothing. No men stopped us at the gate.
We walked through empty passages and
into the great hall where the World Council
of Scholars sat in solemn meeting.
We saw nothing as we entered, save the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: after so brief an acquaintance. The whole of my family shared in
this favourable impression, and my halls have re-echoed ever since,
I am sure he will be amused to know, with WIDDICOMBE FAIR.
He will have told you doubtless more of my news than I could tell
you myself; he has your European perspective, a thing long lost to
me. I heard with a great deal of interest the news of Box Hill.
And so I understand it is to be enclosed! Allow me to remark, that
seems a far more barbaric trait of manners than the most barbarous
of ours. We content ourselves with cutting off an occasional head.
I hear we may soon expect the AMAZING MARRIAGE. You know how long,
and with how much curiosity, I have looked forward to the book.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Malbone: An Oldport Romance by Thomas Wentworth Higginson: ceased. With her accustomed nerve, wishing to explore the
thing thoroughly, she put out the light and kept still. As she
expected, the footsteps presently recommenced, descending
stealthily, but drawing no nearer, and seeming rather like
sounds from an adjoining house, heard through a party-wall.
This was impossible, as the house stood alone. Flushed with
excitement, she relighted the hall candles, and, taking one of
them, searched the whole entry and stairway, going down even to
the large, old-fashioned cellar.
Looking about her in this unfamiliar region, her eye fell on a
door that seemed to open into the wall; she had noticed a
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