|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tristram Shandy by Laurence Sterne:
must counteract and undo it with the greatest good.
He shall be christened Trismegistus, brother.
I wish it may answer--replied my uncle Toby, rising up.
What a chapter of chances, said my father, turning himself about upon the
first landing, as he and my uncle Toby were going down stairs, what a long
chapter of chances do the events of this world lay open to us! Take pen
and ink in hand, brother Toby, and calculate it fairly--I know no more of
calculation than this balluster, said my uncle Toby (striking short of it
with his crutch, and hitting my father a desperate blow souse upon his
shin-bone)--'Twas a hundred to one-cried my uncle Toby--I thought, quoth my
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Charmides by Plato:
conclusive. No arrangement of the Platonic dialogues can be strictly
chronological. The order which has been adopted is intended mainly for the
convenience of the reader; at the same time, indications of the date
supplied either by Plato himself or allusions found in the dialogues have
not been lost sight of. Much may be said about this subject, but the
results can only be probable; there are no materials which would enable us
to attain to anything like certainty.
The relations of knowledge and virtue are again brought forward in the
companion dialogues of the Lysis and Laches; and also in the Protagoras and
Euthydemus. The opposition of abstract and particular knowledge in this
dialogue may be compared with a similar opposition of ideas and phenomena
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister:
shone resplendent behind the silver and the white cloth, and her
movement, as she gave the cup to Mrs. Gregory St. Michael, was one of
complete grace and admirable propriety. But once she looked away from
them in the direction of the path. Her two visitors rose and left her,
Mrs. Gregory setting her tea-cup down with a gesture that said she would
take no more, and, after their bows of farewell, Hortense sat alone again
pulling about the tea things.
I saw that by the table lay a card-case on the ground, evidently dropped
by Mrs. Gregory; but Hortense could not see it where she sat. Her quick
look along the path heralded more company and the General with more
chairs. Young people now began to appear, the various motions of whom