|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Menexenus by Plato:
considering that I have an excellent mistress in the art of rhetoric,--she
who has made so many good speakers, and one who was the best among all the
Hellenes--Pericles, the son of Xanthippus.
MENEXENUS: And who is she? I suppose that you mean Aspasia.
SOCRATES: Yes, I do; and besides her I had Connus, the son of Metrobius,
as a master, and he was my master in music, as she was in rhetoric. No
wonder that a man who has received such an education should be a finished
speaker; even the pupil of very inferior masters, say, for example, one who
had learned music of Lamprus, and rhetoric of Antiphon the Rhamnusian,
might make a figure if he were to praise the Athenians among the Athenians.
MENEXENUS: And what would you be able to say if you had to speak?
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris:
glanced from the lithograph framed in gilt and red plush--
the two little girls at their prayers--to the "I'm Grandpa"
and "I'm Grandma" pictures, noted the clean white matting
and the gay worsted tidies over the chair backs, and
appeared to contemplate in ecstasy the framed
photograph of McTeague and Trina in their wedding finery.
"Well, you two are pretty happy together, ain't you?" said
he, smiling good-humoredly.
"Oh, we don't complain," answered Trina.
"Plenty of money, lots to do, everything fine, hey?"
"We've got lots to do," returned Trina, thinking to head him
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott:
just as they topped the hill, he saw the clown stoop to lift up
the silver groat which his benevolence had imparted. "Now this
is what I call a Godsend," said Wayland; "this is a bonny, well-
ridden bit of a going thing, and it will carry us so far till we
get you as well mounted, and then we will send it back time
enough to satisfy the Hue and Cry."
But he was deceived in his expectations; and fate, which seemed
at first to promise so fairly, soon threatened to turn the
incident which he thus gloried in into the cause of their utter
They had not ridden a short mile from the place where they left