| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Euthydemus by Plato: Crito is anxious about the education of his children, one of whom is
growing up. The description of Dionysodorus and Euthydemus suggests to him
the reflection that the professors of education are strange beings.
Socrates consoles him with the remark that the good in all professions are
few, and recommends that 'he and his house' should continue to serve
philosophy, and not mind about its professors.
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There is a stage in the history of philosophy in which the old is dying
out, and the new has not yet come into full life. Great philosophies like
the Eleatic or Heraclitean, which have enlarged the boundaries of the human
mind, begin to pass away in words. They subsist only as forms which have
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dreams by Olive Schreiner: lights. And when we came among the trees he sang aloud, and his companion
answered, and it was a woman, and he showed me to her. She said, "He must
have water"; and she took some in her hands, and fed me (I had been afraid
to drink of the water in Hell), and they gathered fruit for me, and gave it
me to eat. They said, "We shone long to make it ripen," and they laughed
together as they saw me eat it.
The man said, "He is very weary; he must sleep" (for I had not dared to
sleep in Hell), and he laid my head on his companion's knee and spread her
hair out over me. I slept, and all the while in my sleep I thought I heard
the birds calling across me. And when I woke it was like early morning,
with the dew on everything.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum: be passed in obscurity and your name be unknown to fame.
Good-by,--forever!"
The room filled with a flash of white light so like a sheet of
lightning that the boy went reeling backwards, half stunned and
blinded by its dazzling intensity.
When he recovered himself the Demon of Electricity had disappeared.
Rob's heart was very light as he left the workshop and made his way
down the attic stairs.
"Some people might think I was a fool to give up those electrical
inventions," he reflected; "but I'm one of those persons who know when
they've had enough. It strikes me the fool is the fellow who can't
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