| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Hiero by Xenophon: are liable to various pains and pleasures, in the shape of sights,
sounds, odours, meats, and drinks, which are conveyed through certain
avenues of sense--to wit, the eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth. And there
are other pleasures, those named of Aphrodite, of which the channels
are well known. While as to degree of heat and cold, things hard and
soft, things light and heavy, the sense appealed to here, I venture to
believe, is that of the whole body;[8] whereby we discern these
opposites, and derive from them now pain, now pleasure. But with
regard to things named good and evil,[9] it appears to me that
sometimes the mind (or soul) itself is the sole instrument by which we
register our pains and pleasures; whilst at other times such pains and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tom Grogan by F. Hopkinson Smith: priest's room one morning after early mass. It had gone abroad,
somehow, that his Reverence intended to discipline the
"high-flyer," and a considerable number of the "tenement-house
gang," as Tom called them, had loitered behind to watch the effect
of the good father's remonstrances.
What Tom told the priest no one ever knew: such conferences are
part of the regime of the church, and go no farther. It was
noticed, however, as she came down the aisle, that her eyes were
red, as if from weeping, and that she never raised them from the
floor as she passed between her enemies on her way to the church
door. Once outside, she put her arm around Jennie, who was
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: have escaped through the open window toward the sun, carrying the
bottle with them. But the bottle will be burned up by the earth's
atmosphere, and the contents will dissipate, and will not reach the
sun."
Maskull listened attentively, and his smile faded. "Does anything
prevent us from experimenting with this other bottle?"
"Replace it in the cupboard," said Nightspore. "Arcturus is still
below the horizon, and you would succeed only in wrecking the house."
Maskull remained standing before the window, pensively gazing out at
the sunlit moors.
"Krag treats me like a child," he remarked presently. "And perhaps I
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