| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: you what it is--since it's too late for you to buy a piano I'll
give you mine.'
'Thank you,' said the artist blankly. 'You will give me yours? I
am sure it's very good in you.'
'Yes, I'll give you mine,' continued Michael, 'for the inspector
of police to play on while his men are digging up your back
garden.' Pitman stared at him in pained amazement.
'No, I'm not insane,' Michael went on. 'I'm playful, but quite
coherent. See here, Pitman: follow me one half minute. I mean to
profit by the refreshing fact that we are really and truly
innocent; nothing but the presence of the--you know
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Faraday as a Discoverer by John Tyndall: instant of time, and upon any occasion, showing a perfect dependence
of cause and effect.'
In a beam of ordinary light the particles of the luminiferous ether
vibrate in all directions perpendicular to the line of progression;
by the act of polarization, performed here by Faraday, all
oscillations but those parallel to a certain plane are eliminated.
When the plane of vibration of the polarizer coincides with that of
the analyzer, a portion of the beam passes through both; but when
these two planes are at right angles to each other, the beam is
extinguished. If by any means, while the polarizer and analyzer
remain thus crossed, the plane of vibration of the polarized beam
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: the prayers I breathe while we are apart, hidden in my soul like
remorse?
"I, who would creep back and hide in the hedge only to hear your
footsteps as you went homewards--I may henceforth admire you at my
leisure, see you busy, moving, smiling, prattling! An endless joy!
You cannot imagine all the gladness it is to me to see you going
and coming; only a man can know that deep delight. Your least
movement gives me greater pleasure than a mother even can feel as
she sees her child asleep or at play. I love you with every kind
of love in one. The grace of your least gesture is always new to
me. I fancy I could spend whole nights breathing your breath; I
Louis Lambert |
