|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales and Fantasies by Robert Louis Stevenson:
Few lads could have been more insensible to the impressions
of a life thus passed among the ensigns of mortality. His
mind was closed against all general considerations. He was
incapable of interest in the fate and fortunes of another,
the slave of his own desires and low ambitions. Cold, light,
and selfish in the last resort, he had that modicum of
prudence, miscalled morality, which keeps a man from
inconvenient drunkenness or punishable theft. He coveted,
besides, a measure of consideration from his masters and his
fellow-pupils, and he had no desire to fail conspicuously in
the external parts of life. Thus he made it his pleasure to
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon:
horse's mouth, both when taking him out to be groomed and to the
rolling-ground. In fact he should always muzzle him whenever he
takes him anywhere without the bit. The muzzle, while it is no
hindrance to respiration, prevents biting; and when attached it serves
to rob the horse of opportunity for vice.
 Cf. "Econ." xi. 18; Aristoph. "Clouds," 32.
 Or, "prevents the horse from carrying out vicious designs."
Again, care should be taken to tie the horse up with the halter above
his head. A horse's natural instinct, in trying to rid himself of
anything that irritates the face, is to toss up his head, and by this
upward movement, if so tied, he only slackens the chain instead of
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare:
Where's my spaniel Troilus? Sirrah, get you hence
And bid my cousin Ferdinand come hither:
One, Kate, that you must kiss and be acquainted with.
Where are my slippers? Shall I have some water?
Come, Kate, and wash, and welcome heartily.--
[SERVANT lets the ewer fall. PETRUCHIO strikes him.]
You whoreson villain! will you let it fall?
Patience, I pray you; 'twas a fault unwilling.
The Taming of the Shrew