|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne:
knife turned aside the blow. Michael had not been touched,
and coolly he awaited a second attack.
Cold drops stood on Ogareff's brow. He drew back a
step, then again leaped forward. But as had the first, this
second attempt failed. The knife had simply parried the
blow from the traitor's useless sword.
Mad with rage and terror before this living statue, he
gazed into the wide-open eyes of the blind man. Those
eyes which seemed to pierce to the bottom of his soul, and
yet which did not, could not, see -- exercised a sort of dread-
ful fascination over him.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Misalliance by George Bernard Shaw:
is my day. Ive seen the tenth possessor of a foolish face carried out
kicking and screaming by a woman. _[To Percival]_ You crowed pretty
big over me. You hypnotized me. But when you were put through the
fire yourself, you were found wanting. I tell you straight I dont
give a damn for you.
MRS TARLETON. No: thats naughty. You shouldnt say that before me.
GUNNER. I would cut my tongue out sooner than say anything vulgar in
your presence; for I regard you with respect and affection. I was not
swearing. I was affirming my manhood.
MRS TARLETON. What an idea! What puts all these things into your
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Parmenides by Plato:
'Tell me,' said Parmenides, 'do you think that the abstract ideas of
likeness, unity, and the rest, exist apart from individuals which partake
of them? and is this your own distinction?' 'I think that there are such
ideas.' 'And would you make abstract ideas of the just, the beautiful, the
good?' 'Yes,' he said. 'And of human beings like ourselves, of water,
fire, and the like?' 'I am not certain.' 'And would you be undecided also
about ideas of which the mention will, perhaps, appear laughable: of hair,
mud, filth, and other things which are base and vile?' 'No, Parmenides;
visible things like these are, as I believe, only what they appear to be:
though I am sometimes disposed to imagine that there is nothing without an
idea; but I repress any such notion, from a fear of falling into an abyss