| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Miracle Mongers and Their Methods by Harry Houdini: down by Albertus Magnus was probably the
first ever made public: the following translation
of it is from the London Mirror:
Take juice of marshmallow, and white
of egg, flea-bane seeds, and lime; powder
them and mix juice of radish with the
white of egg; mix all thoroughly and with
this composition annoint your body or
hand and allow it to dry and afterwards
annoint it again, and after this you may
boldly take up hot iron without hurt.
 Miracle Mongers and Their Methods |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon: or gallop, never at a walking pace; so natural and instinctive a
pleasure does this action afford him, if he is not forced to perform
it to excess; since it is true of horse and man alike that nothing is
pleasant if carried to excess.[10]
[10] L. Dind. cf. Eur. "Med." 128, {ta de' uperballont oudena kairon}.
But now suppose he has attained to the grand style when ridden--we
have accustomed him of course in his first exercise to wheel and fall
into a canter simultaneously; assuming then, he has got that lesson
well by heart, if the rider pulls him up with the bit while
simultaneously giving him one of the signals to be off, the horse,
galled on the one hand by the bit, and on the other collecting himself
 On Horsemanship |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: Martineau was already developing a very strong dislike, was
to be thrust into an extreme proximity with him and the
balance of the luggage in the dicky seat behind.
Sir Richmond had never met with a young woman with a genuine
historical imagination before, and he was evidently very
greatly excited and resolved to get the utmost that there was
to be got out of this encounter.
Section 3
Sir Richmond displayed a complete disregard of the sufferings
of Dr. Martineau, shamefully compressed behind him. Of these
he was to hear later. He ran his overcrowded little car,
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