| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Phaedo by Plato: foolishly, hold and am assured in my own mind that nothing makes a thing
beautiful but the presence and participation of beauty in whatever way or
manner obtained; for as to the manner I am uncertain, but I stoutly contend
that by beauty all beautiful things become beautiful. This appears to me
to be the safest answer which I can give, either to myself or to another,
and to this I cling, in the persuasion that this principle will never be
overthrown, and that to myself or to any one who asks the question, I may
safely reply, That by beauty beautiful things become beautiful. Do you not
agree with me?
I do.
And that by greatness only great things become great and greater greater,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: noted a gradual ascent.
The beast behind him was gaining upon him, crowding him
perilously close upon the heels of the beast in front.
Presently he should have to do battle with one, or both.
More firmly he gripped his weapon.
Now he could hear the breathing of the banth at his heels.
Not for much longer could he delay the encounter.
Long since he had become assured that the tunnel led
beneath the cliffs to the opposite side of the barrier,
and he had hoped that he might reach the moonlit open before
being compelled to grapple with either of the monsters.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson and Fanny Van De Grift Stevenson: continuous din: animals and insects of all kinds, and all
inimical to life, contributing their parts. Yet in the midst
of this turmoil of sound, I walked as though my eyes were
bandaged, beholding nothing. The soil sank under my foot,
with a horrid, slippery consistence, as though I were walking
among toads; the touch of the thick wall of foliage, by which
alone I guided myself, affrighted me like the touch of
serpents; the darkness checked my breathing like a gag;
indeed, I have never suffered such extremes of fear as during
that nocturnal walk, nor have I ever known a more sensible
relief than when I found the path beginning to mount and to
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