| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas: said Porthos.
"I do not jest," said Athos.
"Do you know," said Porthos, "that to twist that damned
Milady's neck would be a smaller sin than to twist those of
these poor devils of Huguenots, who have committed no other
crime than singing in French the psalms we sing in Latin?"
"What says the abbe?" asked Athos, quietly.
"I say I am entirely of Porthos's opinion," replied Aramis.
"And I, too," said D'Artagnan.
"Fortunately, she is far off," said Porthos, "for I confess
she would worry me if she were here."
The Three Musketeers |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sanitary and Social Lectures by Charles Kingsley: this divine voice now, as of old, Wisdom crying in the streets,
and no man regarding her? I appeal to women, who are initiated,
as we men can never be, into the stern mysteries of pain, and
sorrow, and self-sacrifice;--they who bring forth children, weep
over children, slave for children, and, if they have none of their
own, then slave, with the holy instinct of the sexless bee, for
the children of others--Let them say, shall this thing be?
Let my readers pardon me if I seem to write too earnestly. That I
speak neither more nor less than the truth, every medical man
knows full well. Not only as a very humble student of physiology,
but as a parish priest of thirty years' standing, I have seen so
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: and with them La, the High Priestess. Werper was raised
and laid across the altar. Cold sweat exuded from his
every pore as La raised the cruel, sacrificial knife
above him. The death chant fell upon his tortured
ears. His staring eyes wandered to the golden goblets
from which the hideous votaries would soon quench their
inhuman thirst in his own, warm life-blood.
He wished that he might be granted the brief respite of
unconsciousness before the final plunge of the keen
blade--and then there was a frightful roar that sounded
almost in his ears. The High Priestess lowered her
Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar |
