|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Gentle Grafter by O. Henry:
"Yes, I was seventy-five dollars loser up to that time. But while I
had the cards that night I marked every one in every deck. That was
labor. And then trade and commerce had their innings, and the bread I
had cast upon the waters began to come back in the form of cottage
pudding with wine sauce.
"Of course I was among the first to buy chips at Bill Bassett's game.
He had bought the only cards there was to be had in town; and I knew
the back of every one of them better than I know the back of my head
when the barber shows me my haircut in the two mirrors.
"When the game closed I had the five thousand and a few odd dollars,
and all Bill Bassett had was the wanderlust and a black cat he had
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Polity of Athenians and Lacedaemonians by Xenophon:
"Dorians," iii. 10 (vol. i. p. 203, Eng. tr.)
Take for example--and it is well to begin at the beginning--the
whole topic of the begetting and rearing of children. Throughout the
rest of the world the young girl, who will one day become a mother
(and I speak of those who may be held to be well brought up), is
nurtured on the plainest food attainable, with the scantiest addition
of meat or other condiments; whilst as to wine they train them either
to total abstinence or to take it highly diluted with water. And in
imitation, as it were, of the handicraft type, since the majority of
artificers are sedentary, we, the rest of the Hellenes, are content
that our girls should sit quietly and work wools. That is all we
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Village Rector by Honore de Balzac:
mother summoned the vigor of her youth to carry her away.
"Christians," said the archbishop, "you have heard the confession of
that penitent woman; it confirms the sentence of human justice. You
ought to see in this fresh reason to join your prayers to those of the
Church which offers to God the holy sacrifice of the mass, to implore
his mercy in favor of so deep a repentance."
The services went on. Veronique, lying on the bed, followed them with
a look of such inward contentment that she seemed, to every eye, no
longer the same woman. On her face was the candid and virtuous
expression of the pure young girl such as she had been in her parents'
home. The dawn of eternal life was already whitening her brow and