| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: "I'm never surprised at the badness of human beings," said
Sir Richmond; "seeing how they have come about and what they
are; but I have been surprised time after time by fine
things . . . . Often in people I disliked or thought little
of . . . . I can understand that I find you full of divine
quality, because I am in love with you and all alive to you.
Necessarily I keep on discovering loveliness in you. But I
have seen divine things in dear old Martineau, for example. A
vain man, fussy, timid--and yet filled with a passion for
truth, ready to make great sacrifices and to toil
tremendously for that. And in those men I am always cursing,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott: him only to whom Trismegistus renders the key of the Cabala."
"An oath of force," said Varney. "Foster, thou wert worse than a
pagan to disbelieve it. Believe me, moreover, who swear by
nothing but by my own word, that if you be not conformable, there
is no hope, no, not a glimpse of hope, that this thy leasehold
may be transmuted into a copyhold. Thus, Alasco will leave your
pewter artillery untransmigrated, and I, honest Anthony, will
still have thee for my tenant."
"I know not, gentlemen," said Foster, "where your designs tend
to; but in one thing I am bound up,--that, fall back fall edge, I
will have one in this place that may pray for me, and that one
Kenilworth |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche: until at last mine abyss moved, and my thought bit me.
Ah, abysmal thought, which art MY thought! When shall I find strength to
hear thee burrowing, and no longer tremble?
To my very throat throbbeth my heart when I hear thee burrowing! Thy
muteness even is like to strangle me, thou abysmal mute one!
As yet have I never ventured to call thee UP; it hath been enough that I--
have carried thee about with me! As yet have I not been strong enough for
my final lion-wantonness and playfulness.
Sufficiently formidable unto me hath thy weight ever been: but one day
shall I yet find the strength and the lion's voice which will call thee up!
When I shall have surmounted myself therein, then will I surmount myself
Thus Spake Zarathustra |
