|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran:
So when they had given him their compact he said, 'God over what
ye say has charge.'
And he said, 'O my sons! enter not by one gate, but enter by several
gates; but I cannot avail you aught against God. Judgment is only
God's; upon Him do I rely, and on Him do the reliant rely.'
And when they had entered as their father bade them, it availed them
nothing against God, save for a want in Jacob's soul which it
fulfilled; for, verily, he was possessed of knowledge, for that we had
taught him;- but most men do not know.
And when they entered in unto Joseph, he took his brother to stay
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Happy Prince and Other Tales by Oscar Wilde:
perhaps the little boy may fall into the deep river and be drowned.
What a terrible misfortune! Poor people, to lose their only son!
It is really too dreadful! I shall never get over it."
"But they have not lost their only son," said the Roman Candle; "no
misfortune has happened to them at all."
"I never said that they had," replied the Rocket; "I said that they
might. If they had lost their only son there would be no use in
saying anything more about the matter. I hate people who cry over
spilt milk. But when I think that they might lose their only son,
I certainly am very much affected."
"You certainly are!" cried the Bengal Light. "In fact, you are the
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An Historical Mystery by Honore de Balzac:
"Will you promise to behave yourself?" said Corentin, insolently,
addressing Laurence, and picking up his dagger, but not committing the
great fault of threatening her with it.
"The secrets of that box do not concern the government," she answered,
with a tinge of melancholy in her tone and manner. "When you have read
the letters it contains you will, in spite of your infamy, feel
ashamed of having read them--that is, if you can still feel shame at
anything," she added, after a pause.
The abbe looked at her as if to say, "For God's sake, be calm!"
Peyrade rose. The bottom of the box, which had been nearly burned
through, left a mark upon the floor; the lid was scorched and the