| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lysis by Plato: loved.
It follows, he said.
Then the lover, who is true and no counterfeit, must of necessity be loved
by his love.
Lysis and Menexenus gave a faint assent to this; and Hippothales changed
into all manner of colours with delight.
Here, intending to revise the argument, I said: Can we point out any
difference between the congenial and the like? For if that is possible,
then I think, Lysis and Menexenus, there may be some sense in our argument
about friendship. But if the congenial is only the like, how will you get
rid of the other argument, of the uselessness of like to like in as far as
Lysis |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Camille by Alexandre Dumas: all right."
She rose, opened the piano and began to play the Invitation a la
Valse, as far as the famous passage in the major which always
stopped her. Was it through force of habit, or was it to remind
me of the day when we first met? All I know is that the melody
brought back that recollection, and, coming up to her, I took her
head between my hands and kissed her. "You forgive me?" I said.
"You see I do," she answered; "but observe that we are only at
our second day, and already I have had to forgive you something.
Is this how you keep your promise of blind obedience?"
"What can I do, Marguerite? I love you too much and I am jealous
Camille |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: purple AEgina stood before it, midway across the sea.
Then his heart grew great within him, and he said, 'If I were
king of such a land I would rule it wisely and well in wisdom
and in might, that when I died all men might weep over my
tomb, and cry, "Alas for the shepherd of his people!"'
And Aithra smiled, and said, 'Take, then, the sword and the
sandals, and go to AEgeus, king of Athens, who lives on
Pallas' hill; and say to him, "The stone is lifted, but whose
is the pledge beneath it?" Then show him the sword and the
sandals, and take what the Gods shall send.'
But Theseus wept, 'Shall I leave you, O my mother?'
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