|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Reason Discourse by Rene Descartes:
schools); but, on the contrary, that there was of necessity some other
more perfect Being upon whom I was dependent, and from whom I had received
all that I possessed; for if I had existed alone, and independently of
every other being, so as to have had from myself all the perfection,
however little, which I actually possessed, I should have been able, for
the same reason, to have had from myself the whole remainder of
perfection, of the want of which I was conscious, and thus could of myself
have become infinite, eternal, immutable, omniscient, all-powerful, and,
in fine, have possessed all the perfections which I could recognize in
God. For in order to know the nature of God (whose existence has been
established by the preceding reasonings), as far as my own nature
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie:
asked, in lively curiosity, as Dorcas left the room. "And about
the lost key and the duplicate?"
"One thing at a time. As to the sleeping powders, I knew by
this." He suddenly produced a small cardboard box, such as
chemists use for powders.
"Where did you find it?"
"In the wash-stand drawer in Mrs. Inglethorp's bedroom. It was
Number Six of my catalogue."
"But I suppose, as the last powder was taken two days ago, it is
not of much importance?"
"Probably not, but do you notice anything that strikes you as
The Mysterious Affair at Styles
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ball at Sceaux by Honore de Balzac:
and Chatenay. The wealthy Receiver-General had lately purchased in
this part of the world a country-house for his wife, who remained in
Paris only during the session. Though the fair Emilie despised the
commonalty, her feeling was not carried so far as to scorn the
advantages of a fortune acquired in a profession; so she accompanied
her sister to the sumptuous villa, less out of affection for the
members of her family who were visiting there, than because fashion
has ordained that every woman who has any self-respect must leave
Paris in the summer. The green seclusion of Sceaux answered to
perfection the requirements of good style and of the duties of an