| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from On the Origin of Species by Charles Darwin: which they had at first rejected.
When bees have a place on which they can stand in their proper positions
for working,--for instance, on a slip of wood, placed directly under the
middle of a comb growing downwards so that the comb has to be built over
one face of the slip--in this case the bees can lay the foundations of one
wall of a new hexagon, in its strictly proper place, projecting beyond the
other completed cells. It suffices that the bees should be enabled to
stand at their proper relative distances from each other and from the walls
of the last completed cells, and then, by striking imaginary spheres, they
can build up a wall intermediate between two adjoining spheres; but, as far
as I have seen, they never gnaw away and finish off the angles of a cell
On the Origin of Species |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: the fraction on Skookum Gulch. Her laughter had been lightly
joyous, while at the same time it had lacked its oldtime
robustness. Not that she had been grave or subdued. On the
contrary, she had been so patently content, so filled with peace.
She had fooled him, fool that he was. He had even thought that
night that her feeling for him had passed, and he had taken
delight in the thought, and caught visions of the satisfying
future friendship that would be theirs with this perturbing love
out of the way.
And then, when he stood at the door, cap in hand, and said good
night. It had struck him at the time as a funny and embarrassing
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Pericles by William Shakespeare: Knights,
To say you're welcome were superfluous.
To place upon the volume of your deeds,
As in a title-page, your worth in arms,
Were more than you expect, or more than's fit,
Since every worth in show commends itself.
Prepare for mirth, for mirth becomes a feast:
You are princes and my guests.
THAISA.
But you, my knight and guest;
To whom this wreath of victory I give,
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