|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Polity of Athenians and Lacedaemonians by Xenophon:
many of the provincial cities, enough to satisfy moderate needs
without excess of wealth. And in order that the kings also might camp
and mess in public he appointed them public quarters; and he honoured
them with a double portion each at the evening meal, not in order
that they might actually eat twice as much as others, but that the
king might have wherewithal to honour whomsoever he desired. He also
granted as a gift to each of the two kings to choose two mess-fellows,
which same are called Puthioi. He also granted them to receive out of
every litter of swine one pig, so that the king might never be at a
loss for victims if in aught he wished to consult the gods.
 I.e. a Heracleid, in whichever line descended, and, through
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey:
into the herd, kills the mother sheep, and eats the milk-bag--no more!
He will kill forty sheep in a night. Piute saw the tracks of one up on
the high range, and believes this bear is following the flock. Let's get
off into the woods some little way, into the edge of the thickets--for
Piute always keeps to the glades--and see if we can pick off a few
August cautioned Jack to step stealthily, and slip from cedar to cedar,
to use every bunch of sage and juniper to hide his advance.
"Watch sharp, Jack. I've seen two already. Look for moving things.
Don't try to see one quiet, for you can't till after your eye catches him
moving. They are gray, gray as the cedars, the grass, the ground. Good!
The Heritage of the Desert
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from All's Well That Ends Well by William Shakespeare:
Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper.
Foh, pr'ythee stand away. A paper from Fortune's close-stool
to give to a nobleman! Look here he comes himself.
Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's cat (but not
a musk-cat), that has fallen into the unclean fishpond of her
displeasure, and, as he says, is muddied withal: pray you, sir,
use the carp as you may; for he looks like a poor, decayed,
ingenious, foolish, rascally knave. I do pity his distress