| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Eugenie Grandet by Honore de Balzac: still see the diligence and wave their white handkerchiefs, to which
Charles made answer by displaying his.
"Ah! mother, would that I had the power of God for a single moment,"
said Eugenie, when she could no longer see her lover's handkerchief.
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Not to interrupt the current of events which are about to take place
in the bosom of the Grandet family, it is necessary to cast a
forestalling eye upon the various operations which the goodman carried
on in Paris by means of Monsieur des Grassins. A month after the
latter's departure from Saumur, Grandet, became possessed of a
certificate of a hundred thousand francs a year from his investment in
Eugenie Grandet |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Crowd by Gustave le Bon: comes under the observation of a crowd is soon totally
transformed. A crowd thinks in images, and the image itself
immediately calls up a series of other images, having no logical
connection with the first. We can easily conceive this state by
thinking of the fantastic succession of ideas to which we are
sometimes led by calling up in our minds any fact. Our reason
shows us the incoherence there is in these images, but a crowd is
almost blind to this truth, and confuses with the real event what
the deforming action of its imagination has superimposed thereon.
A crowd scarcely distinguishes between the subjective and the
objective. It accepts as real the images evoked in its mind,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: "Does the woman Sullenbode live near here?"
"Near enough." Haunte grinned.
He leaped out of the boat and, pushing past the others without
ceremony, walked straight into the cave.
Maskull followed, with Corpang at his heels. A few stone steps led
to a doorway, curtained by the skin of some large beast. Their host
pushed his way in, never offering to hold the skin aside for them.
Maskull made no comment, but grabbed it with his fist and tugged it
away from its fastenings to the ground. Haunte looked at the skin,
and then stared hard at Maskull with his disagreeable smile, but
neither said anything.
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