|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lesser Hippias by Plato:
injure mankind, and speak falsely and deceive, and err voluntarily, are
better far than those who do wrong involuntarily. Sometimes, however, I am
of the opposite opinion; for I am all abroad in my ideas about this matter,
a condition obviously occasioned by ignorance. And just now I happen to be
in a crisis of my disorder at which those who err voluntarily appear to me
better than those who err involuntarily. My present state of mind is due
to our previous argument, which inclines me to believe that in general
those who do wrong involuntarily are worse than those who do wrong
voluntarily, and therefore I hope that you will be good to me, and not
refuse to heal me; for you will do me a much greater benefit if you cure my
soul of ignorance, than you would if you were to cure my body of disease.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White:
"Oh, I don't know. A pretty fair eye. Why?"
"Do you think you could pick out the jack when I throw them out like
this?" asked the dealer.
"Sure! She's that one."
"Well," exclaimed the gambler with a pretence of disgust, "damn if
you didn't! I bet you five dollars you can't do it again."
"Take you!" replied Orde. "Put up your five."
Again Orde was permitted to pick the jack.
"You've got the best eye that's been in this place since I got
here," claimed the dealer admiringly. "Here, Dennis," said he to
his partner, "try if you can fool this fellow."
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:
'No,' he thought, 'I don't believe that was a dream; but God
knows my mind is failing rapidly. I seem to be hungry, for
instance; it's probably another hallucination. Still I might try.
I shall have one more good meal; I shall go to the Cafe Royal,
and may possibly be removed from there direct to the asylum.'
He wondered with morbid interest, as he descended the stairs, how
he would first betray his terrible condition--would he attack a
waiter? or eat glass?--and when he had mounted into a cab, he
bade the man drive to Nichol's, with a lurking fear that there
was no such place.
The flaring, gassy entrance of the cafe speedily set his mind at