| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Anthem by Ayn Rand: "Our brothers!" we said. "We matter not,
nor our transgression. It is only our
brother men who matter. Give no thought to us,
for we are nothing, but listen to our words,
for we bring you a gift such as had never
been brought to men. Listen to us, for we
hold the future of mankind in our hands."
Then they listened.
We placed our glass box upon the table
before them. We spoke of it, and of our
long quest, and of our tunnel, and of our
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Altar of the Dead by Henry James: have known!"
She gave a wan smile which seemed to Stransom stranger even than
the fact itself. "I never, never spoke of him."
He looked again about the room. "Why then, if your life had been
so full of him?"
"Mayn't I put you that question as well? Hadn't your life also
been full of him?"
"Any one's, every one's life who had the wonderful experience of
knowing him. I never spoke of him," Stransom added in a moment,
"because he did me - years ago - an unforgettable wrong." She was
silent, and with the full effect of his presence all about them it
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Varieties of Religious Experience by William James: expansive order; and he expressed these in the first person, not
as your mere monstrously conceited individual might so express
them, but vicariously for all men, so that a passionate and
mystic ontological emotion suffuses his words, and ends by
persuading the reader that men and women, life and death, and all
things are divinely good.
Thus it has come about that many persons to-day regard Walt
Whitman as the restorer of the eternal natural religion. He has
infected them with his own love of comrades, with his own
gladness that he and they exist. Societies are actually formed
for his cult; a periodical organ exists for its propagation, in
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