| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Plutarch's Lives by A. H. Clough: insolent, and despising Cato, as if he yielded and were afraid,
let himself proceed to the most audacious menaces, openly
threatening to do whatever he pleased in spite of the senate.
Upon this Cato changed his countenance, his voice, and his
language; and after many sharp expressions, boldly concluded,
that while he lived, Pompey should never come armed into the
city. The senate thought them both extravagant, and not well in
their safe senses; for the design of Metellus seemed to be mere
rage and frenzy, out of excess of mischief bringing all things to
ruin and confusion, and Cato's virtue looked like a kind of
ecstasy of contention in the cause of what was good and just.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson: horrific but imposing in his violence; and her sentiment
swung back and forward from desire to sickness. But the
mean, where it dwelt chiefly, was an apathetic fascination,
partly of horror; as of Europa in mid ocean with her bull.
On the 10th November 1749 there sat two of the foreign
gentlemen in the wine-seller's shop. They were both handsome
men of a good presence, richly dressed. The first was
swarthy and long and lean, with an alert, black look, and a
mole upon his cheek. The other was more fair. He seemed
very easy and sedate, and a little melancholy for so young a
man, but his smile was charming. In his grey eyes there was
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: that I could once more correct Juno. The pleasure should be mine to tell
them in the public hearing of our table that Miss Rieppe was still
engaged to John Mayrant.
But what was this interesting girl coming to see for herself?
This little hole in my knowledge gave me discomfort as I walked along
toward the antiquity shop where I was to buy the other kettle-supporter.
The ladies, with all their freedom of comment and censure, had kept
something from me. I reviewed, I pieced together, their various remarks,
those oracles, especially, which they had let fall, but it all came back
to the same thing. I did not know, and they did, what Hortense Rieppe was
coming to see for herself. At all events, the engagement was not broken,
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