|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain:
limitations of his nature, his heredities, his training, and his
environment. You can build engines out of each of these metals,
and they will all perform, but you must not require the weak ones
to do equal work with the strong ones. In each case, to get the
best results, you must free the metal from its obstructing
prejudicial ones by education--smelting, refining, and so forth.
Y.M. You have arrived at man, now?
O.M. Yes. Man the machine--man the impersonal engine.
Whatsoever a man is, is due to his MAKE, and to the INFLUENCES
brought to bear upon it by his heredities, his habitat, his
associations. He is moved, directed, COMMANDED, by EXTERIOR
What is Man?
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Purse by Honore de Balzac:
an agitated voice.
She gazed at the formless sketch with the deep absorption which
memories of happiness produce when they are roused and fall on
the heart like a beneficent dew to whose refreshing touch we love
to yield ourselves up; but in the expression of the old lady's
face there were traces too of perennial regret. At least, it was
thus that the painter chose to interpret her attitude and
countenance, and he presently sat down again by her side.
"Madame," he said, "in a very short time the colors of that
pastel will have disappeared. The portrait will only survive in
your memory. Where you will still see the face that is dear to
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle:
"I can do whatsoever you ask me; I can make you rich."
"You can make me rich?"
"Yes, I can make you richer than a king."
"Then make me rich as soon as you can," said Aben Hassen the
Fool, "and that is all that I shall ask of you now."
"It shall be done," said the Demon; "spend all that thou canst
spend, and thou shalt always have more. Has my lord any further
commands for his slave?"
"No," said the young man, "there is nothing more; you may go
And thereupon the Demon vanished like a flash.