| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Alcibiades I by Plato: ALCIBIADES: Yes; if I am not mistaken, we said that those who acted justly
must also act honourably.
SOCRATES: And the honourable is the good?
ALCIBIADES: Yes.
SOCRATES: And the good is expedient?
ALCIBIADES: Yes.
SOCRATES: Then, Alcibiades, the just is expedient?
ALCIBIADES: I should infer so.
SOCRATES: And all this I prove out of your own mouth, for I ask and you
answer?
ALCIBIADES: I must acknowledge it to be true.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: millions. As I look back, I am still dazzled and incredulous to
think of the quality of our opportunities.
We did the most extraordinary things; things that it seems absurd
to me to leave to any casual man of wealth and enterprise who
cares to do them. I had some amazing perceptions of just how
modern thought and the supply of fact to the general mind may be
controlled by money. Among other things that my uncle offered
for, he tried very hard to buy the British Medical Journal and
the Lancet, and run them on what he called modern lines, and
when they resisted him he talked very vigorously for a time of
organising a rival enterprise. That was a very magnificent idea
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: reproach yourself for being the cause of bringing on Jimmie's heart
attack, and the next you declare you believe he died through foul
play. You," looking at her tenderly, while a whimsical smile
softened his stern mouth, "don't go so far as to claim you murdered
him, do you?"
"Of course I didn't!" Barbara spoke with indignant emphasis, and
her fingers snapped in uncontrollable nervousness. "Jimmie was
very dear" - she hesitated - "to us. Neither Helen nor I can leave
a stone unturned until we know without a shadow of a doubt what
killed him."
"That is easily proven," declared Kent. "An autopsy -"
The Red Seal |
