| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Unconscious Comedians by Honore de Balzac: When they reached the rue de la Victoire where the celebrated actress
lived, Bixiou, who meditated a trick upon the distrustful provincial,
had scarcely finished teaching him his role; but Gazonal was quick, as
we shall see, to take a hint.
The three friends went up to the second floor of a rather handsome
house, and found Madame Jenny Cadine just finishing dinner, for she
played that night in an afterpiece at the Gymnase. Having presented
Gazonal to this great power, Leon and Bixiou, in order to leave them
alone together, made the excuse of looking at a piece of furniture in
another room; but before leaving, Bixiou had whispered in the
actress's ear: "He is Leon's cousin, a manufacturer, enormously rich;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Soul of Man by Oscar Wilde: tiara of the Pope. How should they carry its burden? They are as
a clown whose heart is broken. They are as a priest whose soul is
not yet born. Let all who love Beauty pity them. Though they
themselves love not Beauty, yet let them pity themselves. Who
taught them the trick of tyranny?
There are many other things that one might point out. One might
point out how the Renaissance was great, because it sought to solve
no social problem, and busied itself not about such things, but
suffered the individual to develop freely, beautifully, and
naturally, and so had great and individual artists, and great and
individual men. One might point out how Louis XIV., by creating
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: with steep cobbled ways, settling therein such people as had the
most English faces, and seeking ever to teach them the dear remembered
accents of old Cornwall fishers. And in a valley not far off he
had reared a great Norman Abbey whose tower he could see from
his window, placing around it in the churchyard grey stones with
the names of his ancestors carved thereon, and with a moss somewhat
like Old England's moss. For though Kuranes was a monarch in the
land of dream, with all imagined pomps and marvels, splendours
and beauties, ecstasies and delights, novelties and excitements
at his command, he would gladly have resigned forever the whole
of his power and luxury and freedom for one blessed day as a simple
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