| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Marriage Contract by Honore de Balzac: "and I think he might have all my other jewels reset and let you keep
them. The diamonds are a part of your property in the contract. And
now, good-night, my darling. After the fatigues of this day we both
need rest."
The woman of luxury, the Creole, the great lady, incapable of
analyzing the results of a contract which was not yet in force, went
to sleep in the joy of seeing her daughter married to a man who was
easy to manage, who would let them both be mistresses of his home, and
whose fortune, united to theirs, would require no change in their way
of living. Thus having settled her account with her daughter, whose
patrimony was acknowledged in the contract, Madame Evangelista could
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pagan and Christian Creeds by Edward Carpenter: bear--and, be it said, had slain it not in a public hunt with
all due ceremonies observed, but privately for his own
satisfaction. He had committed, therefore, a sin theoretically
unpardonable; for had he not--to gratify his
personal desire for food--levelled a blow at the guardian
spirit of the Tribe? Had he not alienated himself from
his fellows by destroying its very symbol? There was
only one way by which he could regain the fellowship of
his companions. He must make amends by some public
sacrifice, and instead of retaining the flesh of the animal
for himself he must share it with the whole tribe (or clan)
Pagan and Christian Creeds |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Poems of Goethe, Bowring, Tr. by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: -----
SPACIOUS and fair is the world; yet oh! how I thank the kind heavens
That I a garden possess, small though it be, yet mine own.
One which enticeth me homewards; why should a gardener wander?
Honour and pleasure he finds, when to his garden he looks.
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AH, my maiden is going! she mounts the vessel! My monarch,
AEolus! potentate dread! keep ev'ry storm far away!
"Oh, thou fool!" cried the god:"ne'er fear the blustering tempest;
When Love flutters his wings, then mayst thou dread the soft breeze."
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