| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Battle of the Books by Jonathan Swift: and teach you better manners." "I pray have patience," said the
bee, "or you'll spend your substance, and, for aught I see, you may
stand in need of it all, towards the repair of your house."
"Rogue, rogue," replied the spider, "yet methinks you should have
more respect to a person whom all the world allows to be so much
your betters." "By my troth," said the bee, "the comparison will
amount to a very good jest, and you will do me a favour to let me
know the reasons that all the world is pleased to use in so hopeful
a dispute." At this the spider, having swelled himself into the
size and posture of a disputant, began his argument in the true
spirit of controversy, with resolution to be heartily scurrilous
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Captain Stormfield by Mark Twain: that in the Grand Choir, the first day you land here, but you
hardly ever see it again. There were billions of people; when they
were singing or hosannahing, the noise was wonderful; and even when
their tongues were still the drumming of the wings was nearly
enough to burst your head, for all the sky was as thick as if it
was snowing angels. Although Adam was not there, it was a great
time anyway, because we had three archangels on the Grand Stand -
it is a seldom thing that even one comes out."
"What did they look like, Sandy?"
"Well, they had shining faces, and shining robes, and wonderful
rainbow wings, and they stood eighteen feet high, and wore swords,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lesson of the Master by Henry James: strong if you DO read 'em! I couldn't, my dear fellow. You are
strong, I know; and that's just a part of what I wanted to say to
you. You're very strong indeed. I've been going into your other
things - they've interested me immensely. Some one ought to have
told me about them before - some one I could believe. But whom can
one believe? You're wonderfully on the right road - it's awfully
decent work. Now do you mean to keep it up? - that's what I want
to ask you."
"Do I mean to do others?" Paul asked, looking up from his sofa at
his erect inquisitor and feeling partly like a happy little boy
when the school-master is gay, and partly like some pilgrim of old
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