|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions by Edwin A. Abbot:
After this, as we floated gently back to Flatland, I could hear
the mild voice of my Companion pointing the moral of my vision,
and stimulating me to aspire, and to teach others to aspire.
He had been angered at first -- he confessed -- by my ambition to soar
to Dimensions above the Third; but, since then, he had received
fresh insight, and he was not too proud to acknowledge his error
to a Pupil. Then he proceeded to initiate me into mysteries
yet higher than those I had witnessed, shewing me how
to construct Extra-Solids by the motion of Solids,
and Double Extra-Solids by the motion of Extra-Solids,
and all "strictly according to Analogy", all by methods so simple,
Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Youth by Joseph Conrad:
said: 'Well, well! don't talk to me about the intelligence
of rats. They ought to have left before, when we had
that narrow squeak from foundering. There you have
the proof how silly is the superstition about them. They
leave a good ship for an old rotten hulk, where there is
nothing to eat, too, the fools! . . . I don't believe they
know what is safe or what is good for them, any more
than you or I.'
"And after some more talk we agreed that the wisdom
of rats had been grossly overrated, being in fact no
greater than that of men.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott:
instantly communicated to the whole party in the staterroom.
That of Colonel Douglas Ashton was mingled with resentment; that
of Bucklaw with haughty and affected indifference; the rest, even
Lady Ashton herself, showed signs of fear; and Lucy seemed
stiffened to stone by this unexpected apparition. Apparition it
might well be termed, for Ravenswood had more the appearance of
one returned from the dead than of a living visitor.
He planted himself full in the middle of the apartment, opposite
to the table at which Lucy was seated, on whom, as if she had
been alone in the chamber, he bent his eyes with a mingled
expression of deep grief and deliberate indignation. His dark-
The Bride of Lammermoor