| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In the Cage by Henry James: that matter always stuffy at Cocker's, and she finally settled down
to the safe proposition that the outside element was "changeable."
Anything seemed true that made him so radiantly assent.
This indeed is a small specimen of her cultivation of insidious
ways of making things easy for him--ways to which of course she
couldn't be at all sure he did real justice. Real justice was not
of this world: she had had too often to come back to that; yet,
strangely, happiness was, and her traps had to be set for it in a
manner to keep them unperceived by Mr. Buckton and the counter-
clerk. The most she could hope for apart from the question, which
constantly flickered up and died down, of the divine chance of his
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon: altogether; a little more, and I shall be proved to know absolutely
nothing. And so he went away crestfallen, in an agony of self-
contempt, persuaded that he was verily and indeed no better than a
slave.
Amongst those who were reduced to a like condition by Socrates, many
refused to come near him again, whom he for his part looked upon as
dolts and dullards.[59] But Euthydemus had the wit to understand that,
in order to become worthy of account, his best plan was to associate
as much as possible with Socrates; and from that moment, save for some
necessity, he never left him--in some points even imitating him in his
habits and pursuits. Socrates, on his side, seeing that this was the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne: To make my story short, the poor captives were awakened, and,
hardly knowing whether it was not a joyful dream, were told of
what Theseus had done, and that they must set sail for Athens
before daybreak. Hastening down to the vessel, they all
clambered on board, except Prince Theseus, who lingered behind
them on the strand, holding Ariadne's hand clasped in his own.
"Dear maiden," said he, "thou wilt surely go with us. Thou art
too gentle and sweet a child for such an iron-hearted father as
King Minos. He cares no more for thee than a granite rock cares
for the little flower that grows in one of its crevices. But my
father, King Aegeus, and my dear mother, Aethra, and all the
Tanglewood Tales |
