| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: I took him to Mrs Rudge's; and she no sooner saw him than the truth
came out.'
'Miss Emma, father--If this news should reach her, enlarged upon as
it is sure to be, she will go distracted.'
'Why, lookye there again, how a man suffers for being good-
natured,' said the locksmith. 'Miss Emma was with her uncle at the
masquerade at Carlisle House, where she had gone, as the people at
the Warren told me, sorely against her will. What does your
blockhead father when he and Mrs Rudge have laid their heads
together, but goes there when he ought to be abed, makes interest
with his friend the doorkeeper, slips him on a mask and domino,
Barnaby Rudge |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Philebus by Plato: pitch:--may we affirm so much?
PROTARCHUS: Yes.
SOCRATES: But you would not be a real musician if this was all that you
knew; though if you did not know this you would know almost nothing of
music.
PROTARCHUS: Nothing.
SOCRATES: But when you have learned what sounds are high and what low, and
the number and nature of the intervals and their limits or proportions, and
the systems compounded out of them, which our fathers discovered, and have
handed down to us who are their descendants under the name of harmonies;
and the affections corresponding to them in the movements of the human
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: There was a student at the university whose name was Gebhart, who
was so well acquainted with algebra and geometry that he could
tell at a single glance how many drops of water there were in a
bottle of wine. As for Latin and Greek--he could patter them
off like his A B C's. Nevertheless, he was not satisfied with the
things he knew, but was for learning the things that no schools
could teach him. So one day he came knocking at Nicholas Flamel's
door.
"Come in," said the wise man, and there Gebhart found him sitting
in the midst of his books and bottles and diagrams and dust and
chemicals and cobwebs, making strange figures upon the table with
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