| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: at-arms.
"What dost thou here, Norman of Torn?" cried De
Montfort, angrily. "Where be my daughter, Bertrade?"
"I be here, My Lord Earl, to attend to mine own
affairs," replied Norman of Torn, "which be the affair
of no other man. As to your daughter: I know nothing
of her whereabouts. What should she have to do with
the Devil of Torn, My Lord?"
De Montfort turned toward the little gray man.
"He lies," shouted he. "Her kisses be yet wet upon
his lips."
The Outlaw of Torn |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Varieties of Religious Experience by William James: lecture still confine itself to the description of phenomena; and
as a concrete example of an extreme sort, of the way in which the
prayerful life may still be led, let me take a case with which
most of you must be acquainted, that of George Muller of Bristol,
who died in 1898. Muller's prayers were of the crassest
petitional order. Early in life he resolved on taking certain
Bible promises in literal sincerity, and on letting himself be
fed, not by his own worldly foresight, but by the Lord's hand.
He had an extraordinarily active and successful career, among the
fruits of which were the distribution of over two million copies
of the Scripture text, in different languages; the equipment of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas: it might almost be said that Heaven has graciously granted
to women, on account of their very weakness, more than it
has accorded to other creatures. They can conceal their own
feelings from a man, but from them no man can conceal his.
The marquise divined in a single glance the whole weight of
the unhappiness of the superintendent. She divined a night
passed without sleep, a day passed in deceptions. From that
moment she was firm in her own strength, and she felt that
she loved Fouquet beyond everything else. She arose and
approached him, saying, "You wrote to me this morning to say
you were beginning to forget me, and that I, whom you had
Ten Years Later |
