|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Charmides by Plato:
a succession of events extending over a great number of years.
The external probability therefore against them is enormous, and the
internal probability is not less: for they are trivial and unmeaning,
devoid of delicacy and subtlety, wanting in a single fine expression. And
even if this be matter of dispute, there can be no dispute that there are
found in them many plagiarisms, inappropriately borrowed, which is a common
note of forgery. They imitate Plato, who never imitates either himself or
any one else; reminiscences of the Republic and the Laws are continually
recurring in them; they are too like him and also too unlike him, to be
genuine (see especially Karsten, Commentio Critica de Platonis quae
feruntur Epistolis). They are full of egotism, self-assertion,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Camille by Alexandre Dumas:
"What can I do, then?"
"Nothing. She will forget you, you will forget her, and neither
will have any reproach to make against the other."
"But if I write and ask her forgiveness?"
"Don't do that, for she would forgive you."
I could have flung my arms round Prudence's neck.
A quarter of an hour later I was once more in my own quarters,
and I wrote to Marguerite:
"Some one, who repents of a letter that he wrote yesterday and
who will leave Paris to-morrow if you do not forgive him, wishes
to know at what hour he might lay his repentance at your feet.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne:
they assured him that they did not care a pin for their lives,
but would help row the vessel to the remotest edge of the
world, and as much farther as he might think it best to go.
Many of these brave fellows had been educated by Chiron, the
four-footed pedagogue, and were therefore old schoolmates of
Jason, and knew him to be a lad of spirit. The mighty Hercules,
whose shoulders afterwards upheld the sky, was one of them. And
there were Castor and Pollux, the twin brothers, who were never
accused of being chicken-hearted, although they had been
hatched out of an egg; and Theseus, who was so renowned for
killing the Minotaur, and Lynceus, with his wonderfully sharp