| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Hamlet by William Shakespeare: Hor. What if it tempt you toward the Floud my Lord?
Or to the dreadfull Sonnet of the Cliffe,
That beetles o're his base into the Sea,
And there assumes some other horrible forme,
Which might depriue your Soueraignty of Reason,
And draw you into madnesse thinke of it?
Ham. It wafts me still: goe on, Ile follow thee
Mar. You shall not goe my Lord
Ham. Hold off your hand
Hor. Be rul'd, you shall not goe
Ham. My fate cries out,
Hamlet |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: thoughts are one. I must be where you are, see what you feel, feel
what you feel, be with you in thought. Did not I know, at once,
that your carriage had been overthrown and you were bruised? But
on that day I had been with you, I had never left you, I could see
you. When my uncle asked me what made me turn so pale, I answered
at once, 'Mademoiselle de Villenoix had has a fall.'
"Why, then, yesterday, did I fail to read your soul? Did you wish
to hide the cause of your grief? However, I fancied I could feel
that you were arguing in my favor, though in vain, with that
dreadful Salomon, who freezes my blood. That man is not of our
heaven.
Louis Lambert |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Soul of the Far East by Percival Lowell: everyday life, such as language, history, customs, it is truly
remarkable how little he possesses the power of generalization and
inference. His elaborate lists of facts are imposing typographically,
but are not even formally important, while his reasoning about them
is as exquisite a bit of scientific satire as could well be
imagined.
But with the arts it is quite another matter. While you will search
in vain, in his civilization, for explanations of even the most
simple of nature's laws, you will meet at every turn with devices
for the beautifying of life, which may stand not unworthily beside
the products of nature's own skill. Whatever these people fashion,
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