| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Apology by Xenophon: at which all men are gifted with prophetic power" (Jowett).
The prophecy proved true. The young man fell a victim to the pleasures
of wine; night and day he never ceased drinking, and at last became a
mere good-for-nothing, worthless alike to his city, his friends, and
himself. As to Anytus, even though the grave has closed upon him, his
evil reputation still survives him, due alike to his son's base
bringing-up and his own want of human feeling.
Socrates did, it is true, by his self-laudation draw down upon him the
jealousy of the court and caused his judges all the more to record
their votes against him. Yet even so I look upon the lot of destiny
which he obtained as providential,[58] chancing as he did upon the
The Apology |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln: heel and walked off in the direction of the office of the bank
president. On reaching there he saw, through the glass partition
of the door, Clymer seated in earnest conclave with two men.
Happening to glance up Clymer recognized Kent and beckoned to him
to come inside. "You know Taylor," he said by way of introduction.
"And this is Mr. Harding of New York - Mr. Kent," he turned around
in his swivel chair to face the three men. "Draw up a chair, Kent;
we were just going over to see you.
"Yes?" Kent looked inquiringly at the bank president, the gravity
of his manner betokened serious tidings. " What is it, Mr. Clymer?"
Clymer did not reply at once. "It's this," he said finally, with
The Red Seal |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Street of Seven Stars by Mary Roberts Rinehart: knees, with one arm round Peter's neck, drawing his tired head
lower until she could kiss him.
"Oh, Peter, Peter, dear!" she cried. "I'll love you all my life
if only you'll love me, and never, never let me go!"
Peter was dazed at first. He put his arms about her rather
unsteadily, because he had given her up and had expected to go
through the rest of life empty of arm and heart. And when one has
one's arms set, as one may say, for loneliness and relinquishment
it is rather difficult--Ah, but Peter got the way of it swiftly.
"Always," he said incoherently; "forever the two of us. Whatever
comes, Harmony?"
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