Answer: A. <u>her activism in support of equality for women</u>
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C
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There is a depth of intense emotion underlying the words Mr. Dimmesdale speaks, as if he cannot control the feelings he is experiencing.
The young pastor’s voice was tremulously sweet, rich, deep, and broken. The feeling that it so evidently manifested, ....... vibrate within all hearts, and brought listeners into one accord of sympathy.
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Fear drives action by provoking a state of burnt out in the individual experiencing fear. But this only happens in people that have no control over their emotions. An example of this is Hitler's retreat from Germany for fears of early defeat in the Italian peninsula.
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Fear is an emotion derived from survival instincts called to defend and leave. It manifests in our body by stressing the body and preparing it to attack or retreat. Mentally we react the same way, however, depending on our level of control of emotions we can decide to analyze the situation without suffering from stress dyscontrol and choosing the best option to solve the problem. However, most of the people don't develop this emotional intelligence capability and act without enough thinking. An example is how Hitler decided to retreat his army occupying Italy because the allies managed to achieve incredible victories.
We all have them and some of us have the same difference
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Times grew worse and worse with Rip Van Winkle as years of matrimony rolled on; a tart temper never mellows with age, and a sharp tongue is the only edged tool that grows keener with constant use. For a long while he used to console himself, when driven from home, by frequenting a kind of perpetual club of the sages, philosophers, and other idle personages of the village; which held its sessions on a bench before a small inn, designated by a rubicund portrait of His Majesty George the Third. Here they used to sit in the shade through a long lazy summer's day, talking listlessly over village gossip, or telling endless sleepy stories about nothing. But it would have been worth any statesman's money to have heard the profound discussions that sometimes took place, when by chance an old newspaper fell into their hands from some passing traveller. How solemnly they would listen to the contents, as drawled out by Derrick Van Bummel, the schoolmaster, a dapper learned little man, who was not to be daunted by the most gigantic word in the dictionary; and how sagely they would deliberate upon public events some months after they had taken place.
The opinions of this junto were completely controlled by Nicholas Vedder, a patriarch of the village, and landlord of the inn, at the door of which he took his seat from morning till night, just moving sufficiently to avoid the sun and keep in the shade of a large tree; so that the neighbors could tell the hour by his movements as accurately as by a sundial. It is true he was rarely heard to speak, but smoked his pipe incessantly. His adherents, however (for every great man has his adherents), perfectly understood him, and knew how to gather his opinions. When anything that was read or related displeased him, he was observed to smoke his pipe vehemently, and to send forth short, frequent and angry puffs; but when pleased, he would inhale the smoke slowly and tranquilly, and emit it in light and placid clouds; and sometimes, taking the pipe from his mouth, and letting the fragrant vapor curl about his nose, would gravely nod his head in token of perfect approbation.
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