| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Maitre Cornelius by Honore de Balzac: next to yours. Once under the roof of that old thief, I can soon find
my way to your apartment by the help of a silken ladder."
"Oh!" she said, petrified with horror, "if you love me don't go to
Maitre Cornelius."
"Ah!" he cried, pressing her to his heart with all the force of his
youth, "you do indeed love me!"
"Yes," she said; "are you not my hope? You are a gentleman, and I
confide to you my honor. Besides," she added, looking at him with
dignity, "I am so unhappy that you would never betray my trust. But
what is the good of all this? Go, let me die, sooner than that you
should enter that house of Maitre Cornelius. Do you not know that all
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Apology by Plato: and I should like to show you the meaning of this event which has happened
to me. O my judges--for you I may truly call judges--I should like to tell
you of a wonderful circumstance. Hitherto the divine faculty of which the
internal oracle is the source has constantly been in the habit of opposing
me even about trifles, if I was going to make a slip or error in any
matter; and now as you see there has come upon me that which may be
thought, and is generally believed to be, the last and worst evil. But the
oracle made no sign of opposition, either when I was leaving my house in
the morning, or when I was on my way to the court, or while I was speaking,
at anything which I was going to say; and yet I have often been stopped in
the middle of a speech, but now in nothing I either said or did touching
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Howard Pyle's Book of Pirates by Howard Pyle: gunner of the Royal Sovereign after the same fashion through the
body, and that the murderers then went away, leaving the two
stretched out in their own blood on the sand in the staring sun,
with no one to know where the money was hid but they two who had
served their comrades so.
It is a mighty great pity that anyone should have a grandfather
who ended his days in such a sort as this, but it was no fault of
Barnaby True's, nor could he have done anything to prevent it,
seeing that he was not even born into the world at the time that
his grandfather turned pirate, and was only one year old when he
so met his tragical end. Nevertheless, the boys with whom he
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