| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pivot of Civilization by Margaret Sanger: realization of the dangers of a lessened birth-rate in proportion to
the reckless breeding among the ``unfit.'' By education, by
persuasion, by appeals to racial ethics and religious motives, the
ardent Eugenist hopes to increase the fertility of the ``fit.''
Professor Pearson thinks that it is especially necessary to awaken the
hardiest stocks to this duty. These stocks, he says, are to be found
chiefly among the skilled artisan class, the intelligent working
class. Here is a fine combination of health and hardy vigor, of sound
body and sound mind.
Professor Pearson and his school of biometrics here ignore or at least
fail to record one of those significant ``correlations'' which form
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: bake'ouse fire" before I retired. "It might move you," he said.
I was awake longest that night. My cousins slept, the sleep of
faith on either side of me. I decided I would whisper my
prayers, and stopped midway because I was ashamed, and perhaps
also because I had an idea one didn't square God like that.
"No," I said, with a sudden confidence, "damn me if you're coward
enough.... But you're not. No! You couldn't be!"
I woke my cousins up with emphatic digs, and told them as much,
triumphantly, and went very peacefully to sleep with my act of
faith accomplished.
I slept not only through that night, but for all my nights since
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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: apparently testing her new faculty. Then the tears started to her
eyes and, snatching up Spadevil's hand, she bent over and kissed it
hurriedly many times.
'My past has been bad," she said. "Numbers have received harm from
me, and none good. I have killed and worse. But now I can throw all
that away, and laugh. Nothing can now injure me. Oh, Maskull, you
and I have been fools together!"
"Don't you repent your crimes?" asked Maskull.
"Leave the past alone," said Spadevil. "it cannot be reshaped. The
future alone is ours. it starts fresh and clean from this very
minute. Why do you hesitate, Maskull? Are you afraid?"
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