| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Cromwell by William Shakespeare: And here I speak with a presaging soul,
To build a palace where now this cottage stands,
As fine as is King Henry's house at Sheene.
OLD CROMWELL.
You build a house! you knave, you'll be a beggar.
Now, afore God, all is but cast away,
That is bestowed upon this thriftless lad.
Well, had I bound him to some honest trade,
This had not been, but it was his mother's doing,
To send him to the University.
How? build a house where now this cottage stands,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Revenues by Xenophon: [65] "State aid."
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But now, if it is evident that, in order to get the full benefit of
all these sources of revenue,[1] peace is an indispensable condition--
if that is plain, I say, the question suggests itself, would it not be
worth while to appoint a board to act as guardians of peace? Since no
doubt the election of such a magistracy would enhance the charm of
this city in the eyes of the whole world, and add largely to the
number of our visitors. But if any one is disposed to take the view,
that by adopting a persistent peace policy,[2] this city will be shorn
of her power, that her glory will dwindle and her good name be
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: torture added to Hades! And Socrates started it.'
'There are nice women in the world,' said Connie, lifting her head up
and speaking at last.
The men resented it...she should have pretended to hear nothing. They
hated her admitting she had attended so closely to such talk.
'My God! '' IF THEY BE NOT NICE TO ME WHAT CARE I HOW NICE THEY BE?''
'No, it's hopeless! I just simply can't vibrate in unison with a woman.
There's no woman I can really want when I'm faced with her, and I'm not
going to start forcing myself to it...My God, no! I'll remain as I am,
and lead the mental life. It's the only honest thing I can do. I can be
quite happy TALKING to women; but it's all pure, hopelessly pure.
 Lady Chatterley's Lover |