| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens: gravity rode up to the tavern porch. John Willet, who was toasting
his red face before a great fire in the bar, and who, with
surpassing foresight and quickness of apprehension, had been
thinking, as he looked at the blue sky, that if that state of
things lasted much longer, it might ultimately become necessary to
leave off fires and throw the windows open, issued forth to hold
his stirrup; calling lustily for Hugh.
'Oh, you're here, are you, sir?' said John, rather surprised by the
quickness with which he appeared. 'Take this here valuable animal
into the stable, and have more than particular care of him if you
want to keep your place. A mortal lazy fellow, sir; he needs a
Barnaby Rudge |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Disputation of the Power and Efficacy of Indulgences by Dr. Martin Luther: of heaven.
5. The pope does not intend to remit, and cannot remit any
penalties other than those which he has imposed either by his
own authority or by that of the Canons.
6. The pope cannot remit any guilt, except by declaring that
it has been remitted by God and by assenting to God's
remission; though, to be sure, he may grant remission in cases
reserved to his judgment. If his right to grant remission in
such cases were despised, the guilt would remain entirely
unforgiven.
7. God remits guilt to no one whom He does not, at the same
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Road to Oz by L. Frank Baum: "Yes, he can," replied Dorothy; "he talks with his tail, and I know
everything he says. If you could wag your tail, Billina, you wouldn't
need words to talk with."
"Nonsense!" said Billina.
"It isn't nonsense at all. Just now Toto says he's sorry, and that
he'll try to love you for my sake. Don't you, Toto?"
"Bow-wow!" said Toto, wagging his tail again.
"But I've such wonderful news for you, Dorothy," cried the
yellow hen; "I've--"
"Wait a minute, dear," interrupted the little girl; "I've got to
introduce you all, first. That's manners, Billina. This," turning to
The Road to Oz |
