|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Oscar Wilde Miscellaneous by Oscar Wilde:
strewn with saffron and with myrrh. My lovers hang garlands round
the pillars of my house. At night time they come with the flute
players and the players of the harp. They woo me with apples and on
the pavement of my courtyard they write my name in wine.
From the uttermost parts of the world my lovers come to me. The
kings of the earth come to me and bring me presents.
When the Emperor of Byzantium heard of me he left his porphyry
chamber and set sail in his galleys. His slaves bare no torches
that none might know of his coming. When the King of Cyprus heard
of me he sent me ambassadors. The two Kings of Libya who are
brothers brought me gifts of amber.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lucile by Owen Meredith:
From his tents sweeps the roving Arabian; at peace,
A mere wandering shepherd that follows the fleece;
But, warring his way through a world's destinies,
Lo from Delhi, from Bagdadt, from Cordova, rise
Domes of empiry, dower'd with science and art,
Schools, libraries, forums, the palace, the mart!
New realms to man's soul have been conquer'd. But those
Forthwith they are peopled for man by new foes!
The stars keep their secrets, the earth hides her own,
And bold must the man be that braves the Unknown!
Not a truth has to art or to science been given,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Unsocial Socialist by George Bernard Shaw:
"Unprotected!" said Trefusis. "Why, you are fenced round and
barred in with conventions, laws, and lies that would frighten
the truth from the lips of any man whose faith in Gertrude was
less strong than mine. Go to Sir Charles and tell him what I have
said to Miss Lindsay, and within ten minutes I shall have passed
these gates with a warning never to approach them again. I am in
your power, and were I in Miss Lindsay's power alone, my shrift
would be short. Happily, Gertrude, though she sees as yet but
darkly, feels that Miss Lindsay is her bitterest foe."
"It is ridiculous. I am not two persons; I am only one. What does
it matter to me if your contempt for me is as illimitable as the