| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Verses 1889-1896 by Rudyard Kipling:
"And now do they press to thy pictures, with opened mouth and eye,
And a little gift in the doorway, and the praise no gift can buy:
But -- sure they have doubted thy pictures, and that is a grievous stain --
Son that can see so clearly, return them their gifts again!"
And Ung looked down at his deerskins -- their broad shell-tasselled bands --
And Ung drew downward his mitten and looked at his naked hands;
And he gloved himself and departed, and he heard his father, behind:
"Son that can see so clearly, rejoice that thy tribe is blind!"
 Verses 1889-1896 |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: then, it must be made profitable; and how this should be done
is, once more, a problem which each man must solve for
himself, and about which none has a right to judge him. Yet
there are a few considerations which are very obvious and may
here be stated. Mankind is not only the whole in general,
but every one in particular. Every man or woman is one of
mankind's dear possessions; to his or her just brain, and
kind heart, and active hands, mankind intrusts some of its
hopes for the future; he or she is a possible well-spring of
good acts and source of blessings to the race. This money
which you do not need, which, in a rigid sense, you do not
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pool in the Desert by Sara Jeanette Duncan: walk about the room. I very soon put a stop to that. 'I can't talk
to a pendulum,' I said, but I could not persuade him to sit down
again.
'Candidly,' he said at length, 'do you think she would have me?'
'I regret to say that I think she would. But you would not dream of
asking her.'
'Why not? She is a dear girl,' he responded inconsequently.
'You could not possibly stand it.'
Then Mr. Tottenham delivered himself of this remarkable phrase: 'I
could stand it,' he said, 'as well as you can.'
There was far from being any joy in the irony with which I regarded
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