|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott:
which superstition has attired it in the more vulgar traditions.
[The Black Dwarf, now almost forgotten, was once held a
formidable personage by the dalesmen of the Border, where he got
the blame of whatever mischief befell the sheep or cattle. "He
was," says Dr. Leyden, who makes considerable use of him in the
ballad called the Cowt of Keeldar, "a fairy of the most malignant
order--the genuine Northern Duergar." The best and most
authentic account of this dangerous and mysterious being occurs
in a tale communicated to the author by that eminent antiquary,
Richard Surtees, Esq. of Mainsforth, author of the HISTORY OF THE
BISHOPRIC OF DURHAM.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Street of Seven Stars by Mary Roberts Rinehart:
magnanimously. He had divided what he had with her, and she had
repaid him by attempting his life. And not only his life, but
Anita's. Peter followed his line of reasoning easily.
"It's quite a frequent complication, Stewart," he said, "but
every man to whom it happens regards himself more or less as a
victim. She fell in love with you, that's all. Her conduct is
contrary to the ethics of the game, but she's been playing poor
cards all along."
"Where is she?"
"That doesn't matter, does it?"
Stewart had lain back and closed his eyes. No, it didn't matter.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Varieties of Religious Experience by William James:
pages 501-509, and to the "Postscript" of the book. I hope to be
able at some later day to express them in more explicit form.
In my belief that a large acquaintance with particulars often
makes us wiser than the possession of abstract formulas, however
deep, I have loaded the lectures with concrete examples, and I
have chosen these among the extremer expressions of the religious
temperament. To some readers I may consequently seem, before
they get beyond the middle of the book, to offer a caricature of
the subject. Such convulsions of piety, they will say, are not
sane. If, however, they will have the patience to read to the
end, I believe that this unfavorable impression will disappear;